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| Исполнитель: | Depeche Mode | |
| Автор: | Martin Gore | |
| Метки: | Дэнс-поп, Инди | |
| Язык: | Английский | |
| Год: | 1997 | |
| Основной список: | Нет | |
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Here is a song
From the wrong side of town Where I'm bound To the ground By the loneliest sound That pounds from within And is pinning me down Here is a page From the emptiest stage A cage or the heaviest cross ever made A gauge of the deadliest trap ever laid And I thank you For bringing me here For showing me home For singing these tears Finally I've found That I belong here The heat and the sickliest Sweet smelling sheets That cling to the backs of my knees And my feet But I'm drowning in time To a desperate beat And I thank you For bringing me here For showing me home For singing these tears Finally I've found That I belong Feels like home I should have known From my first breath God send the only true friend I call mine Pretend that I'll make amends The next time Befriend the glorious end of the line And I thank you For bringing me here For showing me home For singing these tears Finally I've found That I belong here |
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