Nothing seems real anymore. Even the flames from the fire seem to beckon to me, drawing me into some great past life buried somewhere deep in my subconscious, if only I could find the key..if only..if only. Ever since my… — Ian Curtis Copy Share Image
Existence is.. well.. what does it matter? I exist on the best terms I can. The past is now part of my future. The present is well out of hand. — Ian Curtis Copy Share Image
We're changing our ways, taking different roads, and love will tear us apart again. — Ian Curtis Copy Share Image
I know someone who works in a record shop where I live and I'll go in there and he'll play me "Have you heard… — Ian Curtis Copy Share Image
We play the music we want to play and we play the places we want to play. I'd hate to be on the usual… — Ian Curtis Copy Share Image
I used to work in a factory and I was really happy because I could daydream all day. — Ian Curtis Copy Share Image
Nothing seems real anymore. Even the flames from the fire seem to beckon to me, drawing me into some great past life buried somewhere… — Ian Curtis Copy Share Image
“Why must we be put down when we try to get away? Why must we all grow up when we could just play and… — Ian Curtis Copy Share Image
“Two ways to choose, which way to go Decide for me, please let me know Pictures all around, of how a good life should… — Ian Curtis Copy Share Image
All my lyrics are open to interpretation by the individual and imply many different meanings, therefore their relevance is purely subjective. — Ian Curtis Copy Share Image
I struggle between what I know is right in my own mind, and some warped truthfulness as seen through other people's eyes who have… — Ian Curtis Copy Share Image
Reality is only a dream, based on values and well worn principles, whereas the dream goes on forever. — Ian Curtis Copy Share Image
When routine bites hard, and ambitions are low. When resentment rides high, but emotion won't grow...and we're changing our ways, taking different roads. Love… — Ian Curtis Copy Share Image
