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Manic Street Preachers - Postcards From a Young Man - Some Kind of Nothingness
Postcards From a Young Man
01. (It’s Not War) Just the End of Love
02. Postcards From a Young Man
03. Some Kind of Nothingness
04. The Descent (Pages 1 & 2)
05. Hazelton Avenue
06. Auto-Intoxication
07. Golden Platitudes
08. I Think I Found It
09. A Billion Balconies Facing the Sun
10. All We Make Is Entertainment
11. The Future Has Been Here 4ever
12. Don’t Be Evil
The sky is falling in on you,
Crushed any happiness you knew,
That tree gave more to you than love,
It's still there, but baby you've gone.

Remember you, stretched out in the sun,
All alone forever, conclusions forgone,
Will you find some kind of nothingness?
Still and lonely, like an old school photograph.

Laid yourself out under the stars,
Some peace at least, so don't be sad,
A fitting end to your end,
But maybe death's our only friend.

Remember you, stretched out in the sun,
All alone forever, conclusions forgone.
Will you find some kind of nothingness?
Still and lonely, like an old school photograph.

Your future glory's all empty of thoughts,
This beauty, feeling nothing at all,
It's what you wanted, it's what you got,
Your final search for truth has stopped.

This beauty, feeling nothing at all,
Never, never, never stop
Never, never, never stop
Never stop,
Never stop,
Never, never, never

Remember you, stretched out in the sun,
All alone forever, conclusions forgone.
Will you find some kind of nothingness?
Still and lonely, like an old school photograph.