Текст песни Manic Street Preachers - Life Becoming A Landslide
Manic Street Preachers - Life Becoming A Landslide слова песни
Childbirth tears upon her muscleVery first second a screaming iconBabies in time barely even recogniseWords that once stroked now bruising tired lipsMy idea of love comes fromA childhood glimpse of pornographyThough there is no true loveJust a finely tuned jealousyLife becoming a landslideIce freezing nature deadLife becoming a landslideI don`t wanna be a manEveryday more numb to agonyThis the howl this the sigh of the lonelyOne day I realise oil on canvasCan never paint a petal so so delicateMy idea of love comes fromA childhood glimpse of pornographyThough there is no true loveJust a finely tuned jealousyLife becoming a landslideIce freezing nature deadLife becoming a landslideI don`t wanna be a manLife becoming a landslideIce freezing nature deadLife becoming a landslideI don`t wanna be a manMy idea of love comes fromA childhood glimpse of pornographyThough there is no true loveJust a finely tuned jealousyLife becoming a landslideA mile empty insideLife becoming a landslideDesire on its kneesLife becoming a landslideA mile empty insideLife becoming a landslideDesire on its knees