This Is Yesterday — Manic Street Preachers

Do not listen toa word I say Just listen to what I can keep silent The only way to gain approval Is by exploiting the very thing that cheapens me

And I stare at the sky And it leaves me blind I close my eyes And this is yesterday

Someone somewhere soon will take care of you I repent, I'm sorry, everything is falling apart Houses as ruins and gardens as weeds Why do anything when you can forget everything

And I stare at the sky And it leaves me blind I close my eyes And this is yesterday

I stare at the sky And it leaves me blind I close my eyes And this is yesterday