no one likes looking at you your lack of ego offends male mentality they need your innocence to steal vacant love and to destroy your beauty and virginity used like toys * my mind is dead, everybody loves me wants a slice of me hopelessly passive and compatible need to belong, oh the roads are scary so hold me in your arms i wanna be your only possession used, used, used by men all they leave behind is money paper made out of broken twisted trees your pretty face offends because it's something real that i can't touch eyes, skin, bone, contour, language as a flower no god reached me, faded films and loving books black and white tv all the world does not exist for me and if i'm starvingi you can feed me lollipops your diet will crush me my life just an old man's memory little baby nothing loveless slavery, lips kissing empty dress your life in loathing breaking your mind with barbie doll futility little baby bnothing sexually free, made-up to breakup assassinated beauty moths broken up, quenched at last the vermin allowed a thought to pass them by you are pure, you are snow we are useless sluts that they mould rock 'n' roll is out empiphany culture, alienation, boredom and despair
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Manic Street Preachers Leaving The 20th Century Cardiff Millennium Stadium 1999/2000 DVD :: Idefix |
