Epicentre — текст песни (Manic Street Preachers)

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)