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Manic Street Preachers Know Your Enemy My Guernica I'm small and I'm tired I'm blurred to bits and wired I'm nothing in this universe Nothing but pieces of dust Appearing in more repeats The mirror man has seen defeat Hide away, be old and grey Alfred J. Prufrock would be proud of me Keep it together - hold it together Keep it together - together Little someone in my own little Guernica Sleep so heavy that it's out of the question Little someone in my own little Guernica Wake up and pour myself another ice-breaker Going now so happy and so loose Making bigger holes in my stomach Losing losing split down the middle With no end and no beginning I'm small and I'm tired I'm blurred to bits and wired I'm nothing in this universe Nothing but pieces of dust Keep it together - hold it together Keep it together - hold it together Little someone in my own little Guernica Sleep so heavy that it's out of the question Little someone in my own little Guernica Wake up and pour myself another ice-breaker Keep it together - hold it together Keep it together - hold it together Little someone in my own little Guernica Sleep so heavy that it's out of the question Little someone in my own little Guernica Wake up and pour myself another ice-breaker Ice-breaker Ice-breaker Ice-breaker Hello |
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