Where's the revolution?
Depeche Mode
In your room
Where souls disappear
Only you exist here
Will you lead me to your armchair
Or leave me lying here
Your favourite innocence
Your favourite prize
Your favourite smile
Your favourite slave
There's something wrong with me chemically
Something wrong with me inherently
The wrong mix in the wrong genes
I reached the wrong ends by the wrong means
It was the wrong plan in the wrong hands
The wrong theory for the wrong man
The wrong lies on the wrong vibes
The wrong questions with the wrong replies
Sweet little girl
I prefer
You behind the wheel
And me the passenger
Drive
I'm yours to keep
Do what you want
I'm going cheap
Tonight
Way up here with the Northern lights
Beyond you and me
I dreamt of us in another life
One we've never reached
Come on and lay with me,
Come on and lie to me:
Tell me you love me,
Say I'm the only one.
Take second best,
Put me to the test.
Things on your chest
You need to confess.
I will deliver,
You know I'm a forgiver.
Paying debt to karma
You party for a living
What you take won't kill you
But careful what you're giving
Can you feel a little love
Can you feel a little love
Dream on dream on
Now let your mind do the walking
And let my body do the talking
Let me show you the world in my eyes
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