Ian Curtis

“Two ways to choose, which way to goDecide for me, please let me knowPictures all around, of how a good life should beA model for the rest, that bred insecurityEverything seemed easy but I didn't have the heartMe in my own world, yeah you there besideThe gaps are enormous, we stare from each side”

“Existense, well what does it matter? I exist on the best terms I can.”

“Existence is.. well.. what does it matter? I exist on the best terms I can. The past is now part of my future. The present is well out of hand.”

“I can now see everything falling to pieces before my eyes.”

“Existence— well, what does it matter? I've existed for the best use i canThe past is now part of my futureThe present is well out of hand.”