Joy Division — Incubation

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Seen the real atrocities, buried in the sand
Stockpiled safety for a few —
We stand holding hands I —
Living in the iceageNothing will hold, nothing will fit

Into the cold, no smile on your lips
Living in the iceageSearching for another way,
See them hide behind the door
Live in holes and disused shafts
Hoped a little more
I — living in the iceage