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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Manic Street Preachers
Performer
James Dean Bradfield
Vocals
Sean Moore
Drums
Spike Edney
Keyboards
Nicky Wire
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nicholas Jones
Composer
James Dean Bradfield
Composer
Sean Moore
Composer
Richard Edwards
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
James Dean Bradfield
Mastering Engineer
Steve Brown
Producer
Tim Young
Mastering Engineer
Owen Davies
Mixing Engineer
Marc Williams
Assistant Engineer
Lyrics
No one likes looking at you
Your lack of ego offends male mentality
They need your innocence
To steal vacant love and to destroy
Your beauty and virginity used like toys
My mind is dead, everybody loves me
Wants a slice of me
Hopelessly passive and compatible
Need to belong, oh, the roads are scary
Hold me in your arms
I wanna be your only possession
Used, used, used by men
Used, used, used by men
All they leave behind is money
Paper made out of broken twisted trees
Your pretty face offends
Because it's something real that I can't touch
Eyes, skin, bone, contour, language as a flower
No god reached me, faded films and loving books
Black and white TV
All the world does not exist for me
If I'm starving, you can feed me lollipops
Your diet will crush me
My life, just an old man's memory
Little baby, nothing
Loveless slavery, lips kissing empty
Dress your life in loathing
Breaking your mind with Barbie Doll futility
Little baby nothing
Sexually free, made-up to breakup
Assassinated beauty
Moths broken up, quenched at last
The vermin allowed a thought to pass them by
You are pure, you are snow
We are the useless sluts that they mould
Rock 'n' roll is our epiphany
Culture alienation, boredom and despair
You are pure, you are snow
We are the useless sluts that they mould
Rock 'n' roll is our epiphany
Culture alienation, boredom and despair
Writer(s): Nicholas Allen Jones, Sean Anthony Moore, James Dean Bradfield
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