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Jan 13, 2005 10:09

p.s.

Everytime I think of you
I feel shot right through with a bolt of blue
It's no problem of mine but a problem I find
Living a life that I can't leave behind.

Now imagine that after a minute and a halfish drum machine intro stuttering into some really whistling synthesizers.

Thank God Ian Curtis died, or there'd be no New Order.
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