manic street preachers
little baby nothing
No one likes looking at you  Your lack of ego offends male mentality  They need your innocence  To steal vacant love and to destroy  Your beauty and virginity used like toys   My mind is dead, everybody loves me  Wants a slice of me  Hopelessly passive and compatible  Need to belong, oh the roads are scarey  So hold me in your arms  I want to be your only possession  Used, used, used by men   All they leave behind is money  Paper made out of broken twisted trees  Your pretty face offends  Because it's something real that I can't touch  Eyes, skin, bone, contour, language as a flower   No god reached me, faded films and loving books  Black and white TV  All the world does not exist for me  And if I'm starving, you can feed me lollipops  Your diet will crush me  My life just an old man's memory  Little baby nothing  Loveless slavery, lips kissing empty  Dress your life in loathing  Breaking your mind with Barbie Doll futility   Little baby nothing  Sexually free, made-up to breakup  Assassinated beauty  Moths broken up, quenched at last  The vermin allowed a thought to pass them by   You are pure, you are snow  We are the useless sluts that they mould  Rock 'n' roll is our epiphany  Culture, alienation, boredom and despair   You are pure, you are snow  We are the useless sluts that they mould  Rock 'n' roll is our epiphany  Culture, alienation, boredom and despair