Joy Division

3,5,0,1,2,5, go!
I was there in the back stage,
When the first light came around.
I grew up like a changeling,
To win the first time around.
I can see all the weakness.
I pick all the faults.
Well I concede all the faith tests,
Just ot stick in your throats.
31g, 31g, 31g
I hung around in your soundtrack,
To mirror all that youve done,
To find the right side of reason,
To kill the three lies for one,
I can see all the cold facts.