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Depeche Mode - Barrel Of Gun Depeche Mode - Barrel Of Gun | | Do you mean this horny
creep
set upon weary feet
who looks in need of sleep
that doesn´t come
Mmmmmm,hmmmmm
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
Mmmmm,hmmmmm
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 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
what ever, what ever
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
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