manic street preachers
so dead
Learn to sleep through misery  Never gonna wake feeling free  No one fucks as good as Marilyn  Plastic surgery sure cures your sins   You need a fix I'm your prostitute  Repression says depravity's cute  I'll feed you lines to make you smile  You're so easy to dehumanise   It's not that I can't find worth in anything  It's not that I can't find worth in enough  It's not that I can't find worth in anything  In your love   Pay for it  Pay for it  Degrade your senses till you hate me   Begging to be cool through nicotine  Decadence costs but she must be clean  Build up walls so you can't feel  When you get high 'it's so unreal'   Days fade in and I need the night  I've seen your dumb face all of my life  Eyes close down, I don't want to see  Broken communion of the twentieth century   It's not that I can't find worth in anything  It's just that I can't find worth in enough  It's not that I can't find worth in anything  In your love   Pay for it  Pay for it  You're gonna pay for my intelligence   Pay for it  Pay for it  'Cause I'm a slut and you just suck   Pay for it  Pay for it  Degrade your senses 'til you hate me   Pay for it  Pay for it  We promote all sickness and disease  You're gonna pay for my intelligence  'Cause I'm a slut and you just suck   You're so dead  You're so dead