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Manic Street Preachers - Masking tape
Black out the whites of all your eyes
Give me the wide spaces that I need inside
I've been a rake recollection and then frame it with loss
Left me alone again with all my photographs
The masking tape that holds our life together
For six months of the year
The masking tape transparent forever
For every month of the year
For all the months of the year
Happy black days, now here's the summer
Deadly time left alone with no other
Shivering and hunched, that's me in the corner
Someone calls my name but I don't bother
The masking tape that holds our life together
For six months of the year
The masking tape transparent forever
For every month of the year
For all the months of the year
Happy black days, here's the summer (here's the summer)
Happy black days, here's the summer (here's the summer)
Happy black days, here's the summer (here's the summer)
Happy black days, here's the summer (here's the summer)
Happy black days, here's the summer (here's the summer)
Happy black days, here's the summer (here's the summer)
The masking tape that holds our life together
For six months of the year
The masking tape transparent forever
For every month of the year
For all the months of the year
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