Joy Division
Candidate (Live)
[Verse 1]
Forced by the pressure
The territories marked
No longer the pleasure
I've since lost the heart
Corrupted from memory
No longer the power
It's creeping up slowly
The last fatal hour
Oh, I don't know what made me

[Verse 2]
Please keep your distance
The trail leads to here
There's blood on your fingers
Brought on by fear
I campaigned for nothing
I worked hard for this
I tried to get to you
You treat me like this