Manic Street Preachers - Ready For Drowning: lyrics de la chanson

Here's a true story
Said someone to me yesterday
Said he'd heard it in a taxi
Must have had him at my mercy
I'd drown that poor thing,
I'd put it out of its misery,
Condemn it to its future,
Deny its history, deny its history

So where are we going? We're not ready for drowning
So where are we going? We're not ready for drowning

Look through my venetian blinds
Dusting the past off my mind
Seeing orange everywhere
I'd go to Patagonia, but it's harder there
I'll do anything to prove I care
Fascinated by good, destroyed by evil
What is there to believe in?

So where are we going? We're not ready for drowning
So where are we going? We're not ready for drowning

So where are we going? We're not ready for drowning
So where are we going? We're not waving we are drowning