music in my head :: tsunami :: manic street preachers

Can't work at this anymore
Can't move I want to stay at home
Tied up to all these crutches
Never far from your hands

Tsunami tsunami
Came washing over me
Tsunami tsunami
Came washing over me
Can't speak, can't think, won't talk, won't walk

Doctors tell me that I'm cynical
I tell them that it must be chemical
So what am I doing girl
Cry into my drink and disappear

Eyes for teeth grating over me
Bring down the shadows of my mind
Sleep and breathe under our sheets
Inhale the anxiety
in - between, in - between, in - between, in - between

i'm sorry all you screwed up people!i'm sorry you are all so screwed up!i'm sorry i'm sorry i'm sorry for not killing all you miserable worms!