Manic Street Preachers - Epicentre lyrics

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)