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Manic Street Preachers - Love Torn Us Under

Heaven's weariness as you're climbing the walls Asleep, I daydreamt I'd could change it all Running for something too painful to face Epitaph's torn into barefoot soled feet Extasy's call in decay into night Underneath hope she loves sanity Wasting my time on the shackles of her love A not complete love's torn us under Love is dragging me under Betray my other self The lost hours are over A gentlemen left me, I cataracts past life Searching for something I'm unable to find Too weak, too envious, sorrow's daily ride I found too much grief in that I just turned ice Memory can not choose where it wants to be Love, sex, pity as mangles sheets A tenderness declines in the mind A not complete love's torn us under Love is dragging me under Betray my other self The lost hours are over

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