and M.E. i eat dust
we're all so run down
i'd call it my death but i'll only fade away
and i hate to fade alone now there's only M.E.
we were so sure
we were so wrong
now it's over
but there's no one left to see
and there's no one left to die there's only M.E.
why shoud i care
why should i try
oh no, oh no
i turned off the pain
like i turned off you all now there's only M.E.
Gary Numan, "M.E.", _T_h_e _P_l_e_a_s_u_r_e _P_r_i_n_c_i_p_l_e (Beggars Banquet/ATCO 1979
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