So Dead
Manic Street Preachers Lyrics


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Learn to sleep through misery
Never gonna wake feeling free
No one fucks as good as Marilyn
Plastic surgery sure cures your sins

You need a fix I'm your prostitute
Repression says depravity's cute
I'll feed you lines to make you smile
You're so easy to dehumanise

It's not that I can't find worth in anything
It's not that I can't find worth in enough
It's not that I can't find worth in anything
In your love

Pay for it
Pay for it
Degrade your senses till you hate me

Begging to be cool through nicotine
Decadence costs but she must be clean
Build up walls so you can't feel
When you get high 'it's so unreal'

Days fade in and I need the night
I've seen your dumb face all of my life
Eyes close down, I don't want to see
Broken communion of the twentieth century

It's not that I can't find worth in anything
It's just that I can't find worth in enough
It's not that I can't find worth in anything
In your love

Pay for it
Pay for it
You're gonna pay for my intelligence

Pay for it
Pay for it
'Cause I'm a slut and you just suck

Pay for it
Pay for it
Degrade your senses 'til you hate me

Pay for it
Pay for it
We promote all sickness and disease
You're gonna pay for my intelligence
'Cause I'm a slut and you just suck





You're so dead
You're so dead

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Manic Street Preachers' "So Dead" are a commentary on the values and behaviors of society. The song talks about the idea of escaping misery, but never being able to truly find freedom. The line "No one fucks as good as Marilyn" is a commentary on the superficiality of society and our tendency to idolize people for their looks rather than their substance. The line "Plastic surgery sure cures your sins" is another example of this, pointing out our tendency to try to fix our problems by changing our appearance rather than addressing the underlying issues.


The song also touches on themes of power and control, with lines like "You need a fix I'm your prostitute" and "I'll feed you lines to make you smile." The lyrics suggest that we are all complicit in our own dehumanization, willingly handing over control to those in power in exchange for temporary relief.


The chorus, "It's not that I can't find worth in anything, it's just that I can't find worth in enough, in your love," is a commentary on the idea that we are all searching for something to fill the void in our lives, but that nothing is ever enough. We are constantly looking for love, validation, and acceptance, but never fully finding it.


Overall, the lyrics to "So Dead" are a scathing commentary on society's shallowness, our willingness to trade our own worth for temporary relief, and our inability to find true fulfillment.


Line by Line Meaning

Learn to sleep through misery
Cope with sadness by getting used to it


Never gonna wake feeling free
Life will always feel constrained


No one fucks as good as Marilyn
Marilyn Monroe was unattainable and unmatched


Plastic surgery sure cures your sins
Surgery is the solution to inner problems


You need a fix I'm your prostitute
I can give you what you want, for a price


Repression says depravity's cute
Society glorifies immoral behavior


I'll feed you lines to make you smile
I will tell you what you want to hear


You're so easy to dehumanise
You can be treated like an object


It's not that I can't find worth in anything
There are some things I value


It's not that I can't find worth in enough
But I struggle to find value in things


In your love
Except for the love of another person


Pay for it
Everything comes with a cost


Degrade your senses till you hate me
I will make you feel pleasure until it becomes painful


Begging to be cool through nicotine
Trying to fit in by smoking


Decadence costs but she must be clean
Living an extravagant lifestyle is expensive, but still must maintain appearances


Build up walls so you can't feel
Protect yourself from getting hurt by not feeling anything


When you get high 'it's so unreal'
The feeling of being high is a temporary escape from reality


Days fade in and I need the night
I prefer the darkness to the light


I've seen your dumb face all of my life
I am surrounded by people without intelligence


Eyes close down, I don't want to see
I want to avoid reality


Broken communion of the twentieth century
The connection between people is deteriorating


You're gonna pay for my intelligence
I demand payment for my knowledge and insight


'Cause I'm a slut and you just suck
I am promiscuous and you are inferior


We promote all sickness and disease
We glorify negative and unhealthy behavior


You're so dead
You lack vitality and energy




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: BRADFIELD, EDWARDS, JONES, MOORE

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