Bauhaus- The Passion of Lovers

She had nut painted arms
That were hers to keep
And in her fear
She sought cracked pleasures
The passion of lovers is for death said she
And turned to feather
And as i watched from underneath
I came aware of all that she keep
The little foxes so safe and sound
They were not dead
They'd gone to ground
The passion of lovers is for death said she
The passion of lovers is for death
The passion of lovers is for death said she
The passion of lovers is for death
The passion of lovers is for death said she
The passion of lovers is for death
She breaks her heart
Just a little too much
And her jokes attract the lucky bad type
As she dips and wails
And slips her banshee smile
She gets the bigger of the better to the letter
The passion of lovers is for death said she
The passion of lovers is for death
The passion of lovers is for death said she
The passion of lovers is for death
The passion of lovers is for death said she
The passion of lovers is for death
The passion of lovers is for death said she
The passion of lovers is for death 

 

 

Joy Division- Something Must Break

To waste and choose or raise the dead
With pain behind go straight ahead
Room full of people grouping as one
I can't break out now
the time just won't come

To waste and choose which way to go
Decide for me please let me know
Looked in the mirror
saw I was wrong

If I could get back to - where I belong
To waste and choose which way to go
I paused for one
whom signs forbode

If we were immortal we would not bear
Washed up on the beat here
Struggle for air
I see you face still in my window

Tormented clouds won't set me free
Something must break now -
this life isn't mine
Something must break now -
wait for the time