Musica de Manic Street Preachers del Genero: Rock Todos los artistas y cantantes de música de Rock son individuos talentosos y apasionados que dedican su vida a crear y compartir su arte con el mundo. Su música de Manic Street Preachers tiene el poder de emocionarnos, inspirarnos y conectarnos a un nivel profundo. En este blog LetrasFM, exploraremos el mundo de los artistas y cantantes de música del genero Rock, destacando su dedicación, creatividad y contribuciones a la cultura.
Los artistas y cantantes de música tienen la capacidad única de expresar sus emociones y experiencias a través de su voz y talento musical. A través de sus letras y melodías, nos llevan a un viaje emocional y nos permiten conectarnos con nuestras propias emociones.
Además de su talento musical, los artistas y cantantes son verdaderos profesionales en su campo. Trabajan arduamente para
Lyrics by Nicky Wire, music by James Dean Bradfield and Sean Moore
I got the Wattsville blues
I got nothing to lose now baby
I got the Wattsville blues
I got nothing to lose now baby
Time is going on
Time is leaving me
I got the Wattsville blues
I got the Wattsville blues now baby
But I still love the smile on your face
But I still love the sense of this place
I'm so happy I know I can never leave
Even though my, my brain it fucking bleeds
I got the Wattsville blues
I got nothing to lose now baby
I got the Wattsville blues
I got nothing to lose
Time is going on
And time is killing me
I got the Wattsville blues
I got the Wattsville blues now baby
But I still love the smile on your face
But I still love the everything about this place
I'm so happy I know I can never leave
There's a part of me that will never leave
But I still love
But I still love
But I still love the smile on your face
But I still love the everything about this place
I'm so happy I know I can never leave
Even though my, my brain it fucking bleeds
I got the Wattsville blues
I got nothing to lose now baby
I got the Wattsville blues now baby
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Wattsville blues
Wattsville blues
Don't want no friends
Don't want no friends
Don't want no
Don't want no
Don't want no friends
Don't want useless fuckers knocking at my door
Poxy fucking assholes following me
Don't you understand that I fucking despise
Every single living organism?