Manic Street Preachers - Boxes And Lists lyrics

Boxes and lists Chained to my skin Burned like a fossil Incapable of escape Boxes and lists Shifted under our beds Twisting in my head Like a Nazi war film And like pretty girls Oblivion exists Boxes filled with lists We will never cross Boxes and lists We’ll dig their graves Like unwanted memories Always drag me down A final list of things To form into a wish A box of rain to end my days

Lying for you to share the blame Trouble cascade in misfits And like pretty girls Oblivion exists Boxes filled with lists We will never cross Boxes and lists We’ll dig their graves Like unwanted memories Always drag me down And like pretty girls Oblivion exists Boxes filled with lists We will never cross Boxes and lists We’ll dig their graves Like unwanted memories Always drag me down