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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
James Dean Bradfield
Vocals
Nicky Wire
Bass
Sean Moore
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
James Dean Bradfield
Composer
Nicholas Jones
Composer
Nicky Wire
Lyrics
Sean Moore
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mike Hedges
Producer
Lyrics
Embarrassed possessed and so uncivilized
Just take a look at the whites of my eyes
See me now and I will apologies
For me, for you, we knew they were lies
It makes me angry, ashamed but really alive
It may have worked but at what price
What's the point in always looking back
When all you see is more and more junk
It was no surface but all feeling
Maybe at the time, it felt like dreaming
Maybe richer, maybe wiser
Seems so easy to not go too far
Beg me to stop hate my face I know
And tell me forever just to go
Just one thing before I get to sleep
Nothing here but the stains on my teeth
No, not blood just liquid from you
I only wish it was the truth
Feel the guilt of a sinner
Feel the cold of a winter
It was no surface but all feeling
Maybe at the time it felt like dreaming
Writer(s): Nicholas Jones, Sean Moore, James Bradfield
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