manic street preachers
dead trees and traffic islands
Paralysis through analysis Yellow moral ugly decay Silent fear seems to help me now The sunshine it fades away  Symbols have now disappeared How could this happen to me? How could this happen to me? But now, I feel so weak  Dead trees and traffic islands never need Is this Is this my defeat  Expected to forget in our Dead trees and traffic islands Tolerance slips away Body shrugs his eyes hollow once more  Hate the walls within my mind Clandestine brave finish period Lips still cryin' such a sound I show little defense  But now I feel so weak Dead Trees and Traffic Islands never need Is this  Is this my defeat This purgatory for beginners Dead Trees and Traffic Islands