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Manic Street Preachers( The Manics )
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Peeled Apples
Lyricist:James Dean Bradfield, Richard James Edwards, Nicholas Allen Jones, Sean Anthony Moore
You know so little about me What if I turn into a werewolf or something?
The more I see, the less I scream The figure eight inside out is infinity The naked light bulb is always wrong They make your break complete Then they blow it to kingdom come
Riderless horses on Chomsky's Camelot Bruises on my hands from digging my nails out A series of images, against you and me Trespass your torment if you are what you want to be
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com I once impersonated a shop work dummy The Levi jean will always be stronger than an Uzi A dwarf takes his cockerel out on the cockfight Falcons attack the pigeons in the west wing at night
Riderless horses on Chomsky's Camelot Bruises on my hands from digging my nails out A series of images, against you and me Trespass your torment if you are what you want to be
Riderless horses on Chomsky's Camelot Bruises on my hands from digging my nails out A series of images, against you and me Trespass your torment if you are what you want to be
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