Methadone Pretty

Manic Street Preachers

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