Divine Youth Manic Street Preachers (Ft. Georgia Ruth Williams)

Arms around each other
Fate falling in the distance
Eyes with the look of yesterday

The weakest in the gang
The last to feel alone
No luck in your tender bones

And I sing to myself
My civil wars within
The victories and failures
I daily lose and win

And money it just buys
A new way to disguise
A freedom you don’t own anymore

Divine youth is lying in
A battered and a bruised skin
I wear but don’t recognise

And I sing to myself
My civil wars within
The victories and failures
I daily lose and win