Interpret:

Manic Street Preachers

Album:

Lipstick Traces - A Secret History Of

A framed adolesence 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 that moment in Butch Cassidy And the Sundance Kid
I'm perpetually stuck in sepia film 
The bleeding inside, I manage to keep it all in
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 breathe, never breathe


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


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