So Dead lyrics

Learn to sleep through misery

Never gonna wake feeling free

No one fucks as good as Marilyn

Plastic surgery sure cures your sins

You need a fix I'm your prostitute

Repression says depravity's cute

I'll feed you lines to make you smile

You're so easy to dehumanise

It's not that I can't find worth in anything

It's just that I can't find worth in enough

It's not that I can't find worth in anything

In your love

Pay for it

Pay for it

Degrade your senses till you hate me

Begging to be cool through nicotine

Decadence costs but she must be clean

Build up walls so you can't feel

When you get high 'It's so unreal'

Days fade in and I need the night

I've seen your dumb face all of my life

Eyes close down, I don't wanna see

Broken communion of the twentieth century

It's not that I can't find worth in anything

It's just that I can't find worth in enough

It's not that I can't find worth in anything

In your love

Pay for it

Pay for it

You're gonna pay for my intelligence

Pay for it

Pay for it

Cos I'm a slut and you just suck

Pay for it

Pay for it

Degrade your senses till you hate me

Pay for it

Pay for it

We promote all sickness and disease

You're gonna pay for my intelligence

Cos I'm a slut and you just suck

You're so dead

You're so dead

• Artist:Manic Street Preachers
• Album:Generation Terrorists