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Little Baby Nothing

By: Manic Street Preachers
Album: Forever Delayed
Country: *****
Kind of music: *****
Ranking: 127442 ↓-401

Manic Street Preachers » Little Baby Nothing

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 love's me
Wants a slice of me
Hopelessly passive and compatible
Need to belong, oh the roads are scarey
So 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
And 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


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Manic Street Preachers » In the album

A Design For Life
Faster
Everything Must Go
Door To The River
The Masses Against The Classes
Little Baby Nothing
The Everlasting
You Love Us
Tsunami
Let Robeson Sing
Motown Junk
Kevin Carter
Australia
So Why So Sad
You Stole The Sun From My Heart
Motorcycle Emptiness
There By the Grace Of God
Theme From MASH (Suicide Is Painless)
From Despair To Where
La Tristesse Durera (Scream To A Sigh)
If You Tolerate This Your Children Will Be Next

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