Manic Street Preachers Lyrics

14. Epicentre

We use ourselves like politicians 
For all the money and indecision - indecision 
Indecision 

Feels like there's no escape 
Except through my hate 
Second hand germ warfare 
Denied oxygen everywhere 

Like a stunned fox - with memory loss 
A sad numb creature - I worship the painkiller 
It is my epicentre 
It is my epicentre 

Non-existent energy adrenalin my God 
Still clinging to the umbilical chord - umbilical chord 
I'm breaking and I'm shaking - so delete the feeling 
Beneath the real thing - delete the feeling - delete the feeling 

Like a stunned fox - with memory loss 
A sad numb creature - I worship the painkiller 
It is my epicentre 
It is my epicentre 

I'm sleeping myself away 
Into the blurred life of yesterday 
I'm tip-tip-a-tapping tip-tip-a-tapping 
My nerves are destroyed 

Feels like there's no escape 
Except through my hate 
Second hand germ warfare 
Denied oxygen everywhere 

Like a stunned fox - with memory loss 
A sad numb creature - I worship the painkiller 
This is my epicentre 
This is my epicentre 

You don't drink - you don't get high 
So make sure you take your medicine boy 
You don't drink - you don't get high 
So make sure you take your medicine boy 

This is my epicentre

Happy black days, here's the summer (here's the summer)
Happy black days, here's the summer (here's the summer)
Happy black days, here's the summer (here's the summer)
Happy black days, here's the summer (here's the summer)
Happy black days, here's the summer (here's the summer)
Happy black days, here's the summer (here's the summer)

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