La Tristesse Durera (Scream to a Sigh) - Manic Street Preachers

Life has been unfaithful

And it all promised so so much

I am a relic

I am just a petrified cry

Wheeled out once a year, a cenotaph souvenir

The applause nails down my silence

La tristesse durera

Scream to a sigh, to a sigh

La tristesse durera

Scream to a sigh, to a sigh

I see liberals

I am just a fashion accessory

People send postcards

And they all hope I'm feeling well

I retreat into self-pity, it's so easy

Where they patronize my misery

La tristesse durera

Scream to a sigh, to a sigh

La tristesse durera

Scream to a sigh, to a sigh

La tristesse durera

Scream to a sigh, to a sigh

La tristesse durera

Scream to a sigh, to a sigh

I sold my medal, it paid a bill

It sells at market stalls

Parades Milan catwalks

Oh, the sadness will never go

Will never go away

Baby it's here to stay

La tristesse durera

Scream to a sigh, to a sigh