Текст Manic Street Preachers – Quarantine (In My Place Of)

In my place of quarantine
The world becomes so cold and clean
Recurring, always like a dream
In my place of quarantine

Like a dog with a disease
I never wanted to be free
Never wanted to be free
Like a star, alone and dying
Tells you that there’s no denying
Tells you that there’s no denying

In my place of quarantine
Gives us a chance, a chance to feel
A damage fading, eternal to be
In my place of quarantine

Like a dog with a disease
I never wanted to be free
Never wanted to be free
Like a star, alone and dying
Tells you that there’s no denying
Tells you that there’s no denying
In my place of quarantine

Like a star, alone and dying
Tells you that there’s no denying
Tells you that there’s no denying
In my place of quarantine
In my place of quarantine