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I need to be cleansed It’s time to make amends For all of the fun The damage is done And I feel diseased I’m down on my knees And I need forgiveness Someone to bear witness To the goodness within Beneath the sin Although I may…

Artista: Depeche ModeAlbum: ExciterTitolo: The Sweetest Condition Taken in by the delicate noise Knocked to the ground by the subtle thunder Shackled and bound by the sound of your voice Wandering around in silent wonder What chance did I…

Someone will call Something will fall And smash on the floor Without reading the text Know what comes next Seen it before And it’s painful Things must change We must re-arrange them Or we’ll have to estrange them All that…

If I could just hideThe sinner insideAnd keep him deniedHow sweet life would beIf I could be freeFrom the sinner in me I’ll never be a saintThat’s not a picture that your memory paintsNot renowned for my patienceI’m not…

I’ve read more than a hundred books Seeing love mentioned many thousand times But despite all the places I’ve looked It’s still no clearer It’s just not enough I’m still no nearer The meaning of love Noted…

Oh the tears that you weep For the poor tortured souls Who fall at your feet With their love begging bowls All the clerks and the tailors The sharks and the sailors All good at their trades But they’ll always be failures Alms for the…

Artista: Depeche ModeAlbum: Construction Time AgainTitolo: The Landscape Is Changing The landscape is changing The landscape is crying Thousands of acres of forest are dying Carbon copies from the hills above the forest line Acid streams…

Oh you sad onePlaying the AngelIsn’t so easy where you’re from Oh you wild oneDevil’s companionYou won’t stay satisfied for long I don’t want you to changeAnything you do I don’t want you to beSomething…

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…

Like a cat Dragged in from the rain Who goes straight back out To do it all over again I’ll be back for more It’s something That is out of our hands Something we will never understand It’s a hidden law The apple falls…