Текст песни Barrel Of A Gun, Depeche Mode

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
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
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 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
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








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