From Despair to Where-Manic Street Preachers

[00:02.69]write this alone on my bed [00:04.15]I've poisoned every room in the house [00:08.44]The place is quiet and so alone [00:11.61]Pretend there's something worth waiting for [00:16.56]There's nothing nice in my head [00:19.33]The adult world took it all away [00:23.32]I wake up with same spit in my mouth [00:26.54]I cannot tell if it is real or not [00:33.95]I try and walk in a straight line [00:41.22]An imitation of dignity [00:49.44]From despair to where [00:56.35]From despair to where [01:14.36]Outside open mouthed crowds [01:18.19]Pass each other as if they're drugged [01:22.28]Down pale corridors of routine [01:25.45]Where life falls unatoned [01:29.49]The weak kick like straw [01:32.57]Till the world means less and less [01:36.45]Words are never enough [01:39.63]Just cheap tarnished glitter [01:46.79]I try and walk in a straight line [01:54.05]An imitation of dignity [02:02.03]From despair to where [02:08.95]From despair to where [02:58.17]A cripple walks in a straight line [03:05.24]An imitation of dignity [03:13.00]From despair to where [03:19.96]From despair to where