Manic Street Preachers - Auto Intoxication

The more I want to be me, the less I know myself The living left to die, while ghosts are brought to life Welcome to these slave trades Drained of delusion and buried in debt How the hell do we find each other suffering auto intoxication But disaster isn't coming, it's already arrived I am so lucky, I think that I survived I am what I am, my body belongs to me My work will set me free and fulfill my dreams A new economy embraces the ruins It makes us strong and soothes our fears Welcome to these slave trades Drained of delusion and buried in debt How the hell do we find each other suffering auto intoxication But disaster isn't coming, it's already arrived I am so lucky, I think that I survived