Epicentre Manic Street Preachers

[Verse 1]
We use ourselves like politicians
For all the money and indecision
Indecision
Indecision

[Pre-Chorus 1]
Feels like there's no escape
Except through my hate
Second hand germ warfare
Denied oxygen everywhere

[Chorus]
Like a stunned fox
With memory loss
A sad numb creature
I worship the painkiller
It is my epicentre
It is my epicentre

[Verse 2]
Non-existent energy
Adrenalin, my God
Still clinging to the umbilical chord
Umbilical chord