Depeche Mode

Barrel Of A Gun

  electronic  new wave  80s  synth pop  synthpop
1,809 3 часа назад

Текст песни Depeche Mode - Barrel Of A Gun

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This twisted, tortured mess
This bed of sinfulness
Who`s longing for some rest
And feeling numb

What do you expect of me
What is it you want
Whatever you`ve planned for me
I`m not the one

A vicious appetite
Visits me each night
And won`t be satisfied
Won`t be denied

An unbearable pain
A beating in my brain
That leaves the mark of Cain
Right here inside

What am I supposed to do
When everything that I`ve done
Is leading me to conclude
I`m not the one

Whatever I`ve done
I`ve been staring down the barrel of a gun

Is there something you need from me
Are you having your fun
I never agreed to be
Your holy one

Whatever I`ve done
I`ve been staring down the barrel of a gun

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