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" Pain" by the Ni Ds from the 1987 release " Music to Detassle Corn By" lyrics by Sean Mc Cloud 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'veknown for some time that it's livinga life that takes Electric discharges and sensory barges These are the makes of emotion Overloaded circuits and static emergesas you head writes in the aplurges ofthe 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 topermeate the endless, throbbing pain
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