Die In The Summertime Manic Street Preachers (0 votos)
[Verso 1]
Scratch my leg with a rusty nail, sadly it heals
Colour my hair but the dye grows out
I can't seem to stay a fixed ideal
Childhood pictures redeem, clean and so serene
See myself without ruining lines
Whole days throwing sticks into streams
[Coro]
I have crawled so far sideways
I recognise dim traces of creation
I wanna die, die in the summertime
I wanna die
[Verso 2]
The hole in my life even stains the soil
My heart shrinks to barely a pulse
A tiny animal curled into a quarter circle
If you really care wash the feet of a beggar
[Coro]
I have crawled so far sideways
I recognise dim traces of creation
I wanna die, die in the summertime
I wanna die
I have crawled so far sideways
I recognise dim traces of creation
I wanna die, die in the summertime
I wanna die
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