Depeche Mode, Q & Tim Simenon barrel of a gun underworld soft mix

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Do you mean this horny creep
Set upon weary feet
Who looks in need of sleep
That doesn't come
(Mmm hmm mm mmm)
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
(Mmm hmm mm mmm)
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
Whatever I've done
I've been staring down the barrel of a gun
Whatever I've done
(Whatever, whatevaa)
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, whatevaa)
I've been staring down the barrel of a gun
Whatever I've done
(Whatever, whatevaa)
I've been staring down the barrel of a gun

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