Paroles de chanson Manic Street Preachers: Small Black Flowers That Grow In The Sky

Small Black Flowers That Grow In The Sky

(Music: James Dean Bradfield/Sean Moore/Nicky Wire; Lyrics: Richey James)
You have your very own number
They dress your cage in its nature
Once you roared now you just grunt lame
Pace around pathetic pound games
Wanna get out won't miss you sensaround
To carry your own dead to swing your tyre tricks
Wanna get out here you're bred dead quick
For the outside,
The small black flowers that grow in the sky
They drag sticks along your walls
Harvest your ovaries dead mothers crawl
Here comes warden, Christ, temple, elder
Environment not yours you see through it all
Wanna get out won't miss you sensaround
To carry your own dead to swing your tyre tricks
Wanna get out here you're bred dead quick
For the outside,
The small black flowers that grow in the sky
Here chewing your tail is joy
(c) 1996 Sony Music Publishing Ltd

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