The Descent (Pages 1 & 2) — Manic Street Preachers

Will my kingdom disappear and fade away Will sleep overcome the hurt and then decay I can't be poisoned and you will not make me cry I've cleansed my ugliness & I've cleansed my paranoia

The winner takes it all My baby teeth are gone Into a better place That I have yet to go Will I burn or will I pray Will sleep consume my waking days Descent is getting steeper day by day

This is my last descent I hope I'm making sense I've lost my last defence This is my last descent

Have my expectations gone too far again Do I have the courage of the books I've read Do you understand the pain we're going through There is no need to leave us* beaten black and blue

The winner takes it all My baby teeth are gone Into a better place That I have yet to go Will I burn or will I pray Will sleep consume my waking days Descent is getting steeper day by day

This is my last descent I hope I'm making sense I've lost my last defence This is my last descent

This is my last descent I hope I'm making sense I've lost my last defence The pages that you left