Manic Street Preachers
Auto-Intoxication
[Verse 1]
The more I want to be me
The less I know myself
The living left to die
While ghosts are brought to life

[Chorus 1]
Welcome to the new slave trade
Drained of delusion and buried in debt
How the hell did we find each other
Suffering auto-intoxication

[Chorus 2]
The disasters not coming
It's already arrived
I am so lucky
I think that I survived

[Verse 2]
I am what I am, my body belongs to me
My work will set me free and fulfils my dreams
A new economy embraces the ruins
It makes us strong and soothes our fears

[Chorus 1]
[Chorus 2] [x2]