Divine Youth - Manic Street Preachers

Arms around each other fate falling in the distance

Eyes with the look of yesterday

Weakest in the gang likes to feel alone

No love in your tender bones

And I sing to myself my civil wars within

The victories and failures I daily lose and win

Money it just finds a new way to disguise

Freedom you don't own anymore

Divine youth is lying in a battered and a bruised skin

I wear but don't recognise

I sing to myself my civil wars within

The victories and failures I daily lose and win

The kids are growing old in a digital haze

It's the revolution of the virtual age

And I sing to myself my civil wars within

The victories and failures I daily lose and win