Two ways to choose
On a razor's edge
Remain behind
Go straight ahead
Room full of people, room for just one
If i can't break out now, my time just won't come
- Ian Curtis

Watch me unwind
Rejected and depressed
Everything i am i hate
Confused, directionless
Knowing this is all we had
Existing on best terms we can until
Death takes us from our own fucking hands

But nothing can touch us now

I tell myself that i know i don't wand to be the man who tells stories
Of all the things that were ripped from my hands before i truly grasped them
And i know if we shutdown in stages then let this be the last time
That i ever fucking gave a shit, with my head in my hands, i never meant anything more than this
This is the story of permanence
This is the story of unchained momentum
This is the story of everything, we ever wanted


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