Die In The Summertime

Текст песни Manic Street Preachers - Die In The Summertime

[Intro]
[Howls]

[Verse 1]
Scratch my leg with a rusty nail, sadly it heals
Colour my hair but the dye grows out
I can't seem to stay a fixed ideal
Childhood pictures redeem, clean and so serene
See myself without ruining lines
Whole days throwing sticks into streams

[Chorus]
I have crawled so far sideways
I recognise dim traces of creation
I wanna die, die in the summertime
I wanna die

[Verse 2]
The hole in my life even stains the soil
My heart shrinks to barely a pulse
A tiny animal curled into a quarter circle
If you really care, wash the feet of a beggar

[Chorus]
I have crawled so far sideways
I recognise dim traces of creation
I wanna die, die in the summertime
I wanna die
[Guitar solo]

I have crawled so far sideways
I recognise dim traces of creation
I wanna die, die in the summertime
I wanna die