My arm is torn open like a wound
My universe is coming from my mouth
I spent a year or two, listening to you
Discrediting myself for you
You didn’t see me on the floor weeping
You didn’t see me lying by the door
You didn’t see me swallowing my tablets
You can’t look inside my eyes no more


We created cars to fight for space to be in
We created work to waste our time
We created love, so one can be the victim
We all need as a result, we all need love
But don’t know what to do with it
What’s the sense of a situation we can’t fight
It’s alright when you both want to fight
But when one of them doesn’t want to fight
It’s the end of love.

—  'Weeping' - Throbbing Gristle
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Rob Dougan - Clubbed To Death

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