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Subject: Epicentre Author: Angle [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 21:45:48 10/16/01 Tue In reply to: Austin3:16 's message, "MANIC STREET PREACHERS ..album Know ur enemy" on 21:23:42 10/16/01 Tue >¹Õèä»àÅ ¹ÕèÂѧäÁèä´é sign guestbook ãËéàÃÒàŹР=_=" .Epicentre We use ourselves like politicians For all the money and indecision - indecision Indecision Feels like there's no escape Except through my hate Second hand germ warfare Denied oxygen everywhere Like a stunned fox - with memory loss A sad numb creature - I worship the painkiller It is my epicentre It is my epicentre Non-existent energy adrenalin my God Still clinging to the umbilical chord - umbilical chord I'm breaking and I'm shaking - so delete the feeling Beneath the real thing - delete the feeling - delete the feeling Like a stunned fox - with memory loss A sad numb creature - I worship the painkiller It is my epicentre It is my epicentre I'm sleeping myself away Into the blurred life of yesterday I'm tip-tip-a-tapping tip-tip-a-tapping My nerves are destroyed Feels like there's no escape Except through my hate Second hand germ warfare Denied oxygen everywhere Like a stunned fox - with memory loss A sad numb creature - I worship the painkiller This is my epicentre This is my epicentre You don't drink - you don't get high So make sure you take your medicine boy You don't drink - you don't get high So make sure you take your medicine boy This is my epicentre Happy black days, here's the summer (here's the summer) [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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Subject Author Date Baby Elian Angle 21:46:57 10/16/01 Tue