"This Sullen Welsh Heart" lyrics - MANIC STREET PREACHERS

(I don't want my children to grow up like me)
(It's too soul destroying, it's a mocking disease)
(A wasting disease)

I don't want my children to grow up like me
It's too soul destroying, it's a mocking disease
A wasting disease

Somedays I wake up with love still alive
I want to go to sleep, but I cannot close my eyes
I cannot close my eyes

I can't fight this war anymore
Time to surrender, time to move on

So line up the firing squads
Kiss goodbye to what you want
Go with the flow, go home
You can't keep on struggling when you're alone
When you're alone

This sullen Welsh heart
It won't leave, it won't give up
The hating half of me
Has won the battle easily

This sullen Welsh heart
It won't leave, it won't give up
The hating half of me
Has won the battle easily
The battle easily

"The act of creation saves us from despair"
A phrase that keeps repeating in my head
In my head

It's not enough to succeed, others must fail
My unhappy mantra I wish I could escape
I wish I could escape

I can't fight this war anymore
Time to surrender, time to move on

So line up the firing squads
Kiss goodbye to what you want
Go with the flow, go home
You can't keep on struggling when you're alone
When you're alone

This sullen Welsh heart
It won't leave, it won't give up
The hating half of me
Has won the battle easily

This sullen Welsh heart
It won't leave, it won't give up
The hating half of me
Has won the battle easily

This sullen Welsh heart
It won't leave, it won't give up
The hating half of me
Has won the battle easily

This sullen Welsh heart
It won't leave, it won't give up
The hating half of me
Has won the battle easily
The battle easily