Letra da Música: Another Invented Disease - Manic Street Preachers

Drugs come out of boredom babe.
U.N. exports it everyday.
Their armies feed the ghetto lame.
Government approve it just the same.

Daylight bores the sunshine out of me.
I need to feel alone amongst the weeds.
Daylight bores the sunshine out of me.
I need to feel, I need to feel, I need to feel, I need to feel.

We need and will always need.
Another invented disease.
We need and are taught to need.
Another invented disease.

Left alone in corporate slums.
Where germs are free not amex fun.
Healthy bodies in healthy minds.
Only exist in advert time.

Daylight bores the sunshine out of me.
I need to feel alone amongst the weeds.
Daylight bores the sunshine out of me.
I need to feel, I need to feel, I need to feel, I need to feel.

We need and will always need.
Another invented disease.
We need and are taught to need.
Another invented disease.

Sunk deep in my TV.
Maybe sucked the soul from within me.

We need and will always need.
Another invented disease.
We need and are taught to need.
Another invented disease.