Текст песни Depeche Mode - Barrel of a gun
Depeche Mode - Barrel of a gun слова песни
Do you mean this horny creep, set upon weary feetWho looks in need of sleep that doesn`t comeThis twisted, tortured mess, this bed of sinfulnessWho`s longing for some rest and feeling numbWhat do you expect of meWhat is it you wantWhatever you`ve planned for meI`m not the oneA vicious appetite visits me each nightAnd won`t be satisfied, won`t be deniedAn unbearable pain, a beating in my brainThat leaves the mark of Cain right here insideWhat am I supposed to doWhen everything that I`ve doneIs leading me to concludeI`m not the oneWhatever I`ve doneI`ve been staring down the barrel of a gunWhatever I`ve doneI`ve been staring down the barrel of a gunWhatever I`ve done (whatever, whatever)Is there something you need from meAre you having your funI never agreed to beYour holy oneWhatever I`ve comeI`ve been staring down the barrel of a gunWhatever I`ve come (whatever, whatever)I`ve been staring down the barrel of a gunWhatever I`ve done (whatever, whatever)I`ve been staring down the barrel of a gun