"Pain" by the NiDs from the 1987 release "Music to Detassle Corn By" lyrics by Sean McCloud Do you remember the primal time Of nursery rhymes and innocent crimes? And can you recall, deep in your mind- The pain? And now you stand, head in your hands Screaming to some unknown saint There`s nothing that gives and you`ve known for some time that it`s living a life that takes Electric discharges and sensory barges These are the makes of emotion Overloaded circuits and static emerges as you head writes in the aplurges of the pain If there`s pain in living, there`s pain in death So don`t let the thought cross your mind Stay sprawled in the corner, no light to permeate the endless, throbbing pain
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