Lyrics Manic Street Preachers

Manic Street Preachers

Peeled Apples

The more I see, the less I scream,

The figure eight inside out is infinity

The naked light bulb is always wrong

They make your brain complete

Then they blow it to kingdom come

Riderless horses, Noam Chomsky's Camelot

Bruises on my hands from digging my nails out

A series of images against you and me

Trespass your torments

If you are what you wanna be

I once impersonated a shop work dummy

The Levi jean will always be stronger than the Uzi

A dwarf takes his cockerel out of the cockfight

Falcons attack the pigeons

In the west wing at night

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Riderless horses, Noam Chomsky's Camelot

Bruises on my hands from digging my nails out.

A series of images against you and me.

Trespass your torments if you are what you want to be.