do you mean this horny creep
set upon weary feet
who looks in need of sleep
that doesn’t come
this twisted tortured mess
this bed of sinfulness
who’s longing for some rest
and feeling numb
pre
what do you expect of me
what is it you want
whatever you’ve planned for me
i’m not the one
interlude
a vicious appetite
visits me each night
and won’t be satisfied
won’t be denied
4
an unbearable pain
a beating in my brain
that leaves the mark of cain
right here inside
pre
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
whatever i’ve done
i’ve been staring down the barrel of a gun
whatever i’ve done whatever whatever
pre
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
whatever i’ve done whatever whatever
i’ve been staring down the barrel of a gun
whatever i’ve done whatever whatever
i’ve been staring down the barrel of a gun
Artist: Depeche Mode
Year: 1997
Decade: 90s
Language: en
Word Count: 106