Manic Street Preachers - Methadone Pretty lyrics

(Words: Nicky Wire/Richey James; Music: James Dean Bradfield/Sean Moore)

I am nothing and should be everything

You're methadone pretty, surrender in pity

Intentional destruction germ

Eats your thoughts and make you happy

They wanna piece of your skin

Pump it safer than, than a suicide

Methadone pretty

Methadone pretty

Heart beats like a refuge machine

Pretty hostage mass, licensed to obey

Xerox days to acceptance

Decline accelerates into prejudice

They wanna piece of your skin

Pump it safer than, than a suicide

Methadone pretty

Methadone pretty

I accuse history, I accuse

I accuse history, I accuse

I accuse history

I accuse history, I accuse

I accuse history, I accuse

I don't need your history

Wreckage inside all that's real

Another bought product, no reality

Passive consumers with patrolled desires

Mindless countdown to retirement

They wanna piece of your skin

Pump it safer than, than a suicide

Gonna stay a terminal young thing

An' never gonna be methadone pretty

Methadone pretty

Methadone pretty

Methadone