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Manic Street Preachers - Too Cold Here - текст песни, видео

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Manic Street Preachers - Too Cold Here - текст песни, видео

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Born in burial gowns, recessing slowly 
You soon wish you couldn't see at all 
Tortured in the mind, six voices alone 
Futile gestures, emotionless groans 
Everyone asks what's wrong, but what's right? 
And a cute lie makes everything uptight 
To kill your dream before it's considered 
To live in silence, airless closet, no vision 

It's easier to make love to a stranger than to ask a friend to call 
Suspicion knows nothing and is known for not much at all, much at all 

Too cold here 
Turn yourself bleeding inside 
Always look for walls to lean beside 
Too cold here 
Turn yourself bleed it's eyes 
Always look for shade to cover your eyes 

Self pity yourself is so shallow 
I am so sick in mind and body, heart cold as stone 
Whisky my coral, my piece of mind 
Hello Mr. Samsung you can't clean my soul 
Wake up sighing, mass for the bleeding 
Never share sadness mine no man prays painless 
Coalescing mine are hidden rooms, 
Cannot give anything and never could 

Prison it's only four walls but sometimes 
The mind is the smallest prison of all, 
Offering there upon offering 
As a ball with a touch feels 
Through its fall, through its fall. 

Too cold here 
Turn yourself bleeding inside 
Always look for walls 
To lean beside 
Too cold here 
Turn yourself bleed it's eyes 
Always look for shade 
To cover your eyes
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