Manic Street Preachers

Manic Street Preachers - Bag Lady lyrics

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I am not dead

I demand I know my rights

I know my rights

You cover illness with flowers

And flowers die

And flowers die



Waking I feel

I follow mirrors that

Make sense to me

Make sense to me

Never let yourself out, I did

It ruined me

It ruined me



To be morally good

Are we ready to love?

A devil pretending to be a god

Love's written on paper, and paper burns

Eternity is not sunrise



Waking I feel

I follow mirrors that

Make sense to me,

Make sense to me

Never let your self out, I did

It ruined me

It ruined me



To be morally good

Are we ready to love?

A devil pretending to be a god

Love's written on paper and paper burns

Eternity is not a sunrise


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Language: English

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