Archivi della categoria:23-04-2023

di Gore

DEPECHE MODE

Can you feel a little love

As your bony fingers close around me
Long and spindly death becomes me
Heaven can you see what I see

Hey you pale and sickly child
You’re death and living reconciled
Been walking home a crooked mile

Paying debt to karma you party for a living
What you take won’t kill you
But careful what you’re giving

There’s no time for hesitating
Pain is ready, pain is waiting
Primed to do it’s educating

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