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Lipstick Traces: A Secret History of Manic Street Preachers
Disc 1
01. Prologue to History
02. 4 Ever Delayed
03. Sorrow 16
04. Judge Yr'self
05. Socialist Serenade
06. Donkeys
07. Comfort Comes
08. Mr Carbohydrate
09. Dead Trees and Traffic Islands
10. Horses Under Starlight
11. Sepia
12. Sculpture of Man
13. Spectators of Suicide
14. Democracy Coma
15. Strip It Down (live)
16. Bored Out of My Mind
17. Just a Kid
18. Close My Eyes
19. Valley Boy
20. We Her Majesty's Prisoners
Disc 2
01. We Are All Bourgeois Now
02. Rock and Roll Music
03. It's So Easy (live)
04. Take the Skinheads Bowling
05. Been a Son
06. Out of Time
07. Raindrops Keep Falling on My Head
08. Bright Eyes (live)
09. Train in Vain (live)
10. Wrote for Luck
11. What's My Name (live)
12. Velocity Girl
13. Can't Take My Eyes Off You
14. Didn't My Lord Deliver Daniel
15. Last Christmas (live)
A framed adolescence steeped in the history of you
Stopping the summer once for you
Experience is lost on me, I am melancholia eternally
But I still smile so stupidly

For the first time ever
I don't understand my television

And just like a moment in Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid
I'm perpetually stuck in sepia film
I'm bleeding inside, I manage to keep it all in
I keep it all in

I've spoken so much rubbish, done in no time at all
Feelings are so fatal in the fall
No, you never kissed me, never felt anything for me
Sepia, the stain that I remember

And these unwritten diaries
That can never breath, never breath
(Breath)

Just like a moment in Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid
I'm perpetually stuck in sepia film
I'm bleeding inside, I manage to keep it all in
I keep it all in

And just like a moment in Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid
Perpetually stuck in sepia film
I'm bleeding inside, I manage to keep it all in
I keep it all in