Manic Street Preachers

Divine Youth
Arms around each other Fate falling in the distance Eyes with the look of yesterday The weakest in the gang The last to feel alone No luck in your tender bones And I sing to myself My civil wars within The victories and failures I daily lose and win And money it just buys A new way to disguise A freedom you don’t own anymore Divine youth is lying in A battered and a bruised skin I wear but don’t recognise And I sing to myself My civil wars within The victories and failures I daily lose and win Letras de cancionesThe kids are growing old In a digital haze Is it evolution in the virtual age And I sing to myself My civil wars within The victories and failures I daily lose and win From Letras Mania