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Throbbing Gristle - Six Six Sixties lyrics
I am one of the injured A tear blurs flesh Dissolving Like an injured dog Like wasted limbs Get smaller Pain is the stimulus of pain But then of course nothing is cured This is the world now Move a fin and the world turns Sit in a chair and pictures change Try to eat us And get trapped Or injured Just |
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