เพลง Die in the Summertime (Remastered)

Die in the Summertime (Remaster) - 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