Текст песни Depeche Mode - Sweetest Perfection
Depeche Mode - Sweetest Perfection слова песни
Текст песни Depeche Mode - Sweetest Perfection
The sweetest perfection To call my own The slightest correction Couldn't finely hone The sweetest infection Of body and mind The sweetest injection ( )Of any kind I stop and I stare too much Afraid that I care too much And I hardly dare to touch For fear that the spell may be broken When I need a drug in me And it brings out the thug in me Feel something tugging me Then I want the real thing not tokens The sweetest perfection... Things you'd expect to be Having effect on me Pass undectedly But everyone knows what has got me Takes me completely Touches you sweetly Reaches so deeply I know that nothing can stop me Sweetest perfection An offer was made An assorted collection But I wouldn't trade The sweetest perfection... Takes me completely Touches you sweetly Reaches so deeply Nothing can stop me