Die in the Summertime (Remastered) 歌詞
Die in the Summertime (Remastered) - Manic Street Preachers
Written by：Richey Jame
Scratch my leg
With a rusty nail
Sadly it heals
Colour my hair
But the dye grows out
I can't seem
To stay a fixed ideal
Childhood pictures redeem
Clean and so serene
See myself
Without running lines
Whole days
Throwing sticks streams
I have crawled so far sideways
I recognise dim traces of creation
I wanna die
Die in the summertime
The hole at day
The hole in my life
Even stains the soil
My heart shrinks to barely a pulse
A tiny animal
Curled into a quarter circle
At a really care
Wash the feet of a beggar
I have crawled so far sideways
I recognise dim traces of creation
I wanna die
Die in the summertime
I wanna die
I have crawled so far sideways
I recognise dim traces of creation
I wanna die
Die in the summertime
I wanna die