I don't know what it is that I believe in But it involves misery and keeping still Of a silence so intense and hard to find Of a place that's gone of a hate that's kind
So throw me into the waves of love Grant me the pleasures that God made up Don't try to sell me a universal truth I'm all given up on listening to you
So silence is a liberation As the layers of light have now disappeared Language a virus without reason Just skeletons hiding from the rain
So throw me into the waves of love Grant me the pleasures that God made up Don't try to sell me a universal truth I'm all given up on listening to you
So throw me into the arms of love Grant me the pleasures that God gave up Don't try and sell me a universal truth I'm all given up on listening to you
Compositores: James Dean Bradfield (Manic Street Preachers) (PRS), Nicholas Allen Jones (Nick Wire) (PRS), Sean Anthony Moore (Sean Moore) (PRS)Editor: BMG Rights Management (PRS)ECAD verificado obra #36855683 em 09/Abr/2024