Two Minute Warning |
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Two Minute Warning We're lying by the orange sky Two million miles across the land Scattered to the highest high Expect they'll either laugh or cry No sex, no consequence, no sympathy You're good enough to heat Two minute warning Two minutes later When time has come My days are numbered The dawning of another year Marks time for those who understand One in four still here While you and I go hand in hand No radio, no sound, no sin, no sanctuary So welcome to your last The sun, the solitude, the cemetary So welcome to your last | . - . , : ? , , - , ... : , . ... - ? , ... - ! - , , : , . , - : , . |
: depeche mode two minute warning |
World In My Eyes ( ) |
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: world in my eyes depeche mode |
Sister of night |
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Sister of night Sister of night When the hunger descends And your body's a fire An inferno that never ends An eternal flame That burns in desire's name Sister of night When the longing returns Giving voice to the flame Calling you through flesh that burns Breaking down your will To move in for the kill Oh sister Come for me Embrace me Assure me Hey sister I feel it too Sweet sister Just feel me I'm trembling You heal me Hey sister I feel it too Sister of night In your saddest dress As you walk through the light You're desperate to impress So you slide to the floor Feeling insecure Sister of night With the loneliest eyes Tell yourself it's alright He'll make such a perfect prize But the cold light of day Will give the game away Oh sister Come for me Embrace me Assure me Hey sister I feel it too Sweet sister Just feel me I'm trembling You heal me Hey sister I feel it too | . - , -, , , , . - ... , - , , , , . , , , , . , . , - , ; , . - ... - . , . - ... , " ! - " ... , , , , . , . , - , ; , . |
: sister of night depeche mode |
A Question Of Time ( ) |
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A Question Of Time I've got to get to you first Before they do It's just a question of time Before they lay their hands on you And make you just like the rest I've got to get to you first It's just a question of time Well now you're only fifteen And you look good I'll take you under my wing Somebody should They've persuasive ways And you'll believe what they say It's just a question of time It's running out for you It won't be long Until you do Exactly what they want you to I can see them now hanging around To mess you up To strip you down And have their fun With my little one It's just a question of time It's running out for you It won't be long Until you do Exactly what they want you to It won't be long Until you do Exactly what they want you to Sometimes I don't blame them For wanting you You look good And they need something to do Until I look at you And then I condemn them I know my kind What goes on in our minds It's just a question of time It should be better It's just a question of time It should be better with you |
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: a question of time depeche mode black celebration |
Useless ( ) |
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Useless Well it's about time It's beginning to hurt Time you made up your mind Just what is it all worth All my useless advice All my hanging around All your cutting down to size All my bringing you down Watch the clock on the wall Feel the slowing of time Hear a voice in the hall Echoing in my mind All your stupid ideals You've got your head in the clouds You should see how it feels With your feet on the ground Here I stand the accused With your fist in my face Feeling tired and bruised With the bitterest taste All my useless advice All my hanging around All your cutting down to size All my bringing you down All your stupid ideals You've got your head in the clouds You should see how it feels With your feet on the ground | - , , , , . ; , , , ... : , . : , . , . , - ! , , - ; , - ... ; - , , ... , . , - ! |
: useless depeche mode ultra 1997 |
Peace ( ) |
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Peace I'm leaving bitterness Behind this time I'm cleaning out my mind There is no space For the regrets I will remember to forget Just look at me I am walking love incarnate Look at the frequencies At which I vibrate Im going to light up the world Peace will come to me Peace will come to me I'm leaving anger in the past With all the shadows That it cast There is a radar in my heart I should have trusted From the start Just look at me I'm a living act of holiness Giving all the positivity That I possess I'm going to light up the world Peace will come to me Just wait and see Peace will come to me It's ment to be Peace will come to me Just wait and see Peace will come to me It's an inevitability | . . ; , , . - . , : ""... ... ... , . . - , , . ""... - , . - . - , . , , - |
: peace depeche mode sounds of the universe |
Strangelove ( ) |
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Strangelove There'll be times When my crimes Will seem almost unforgivable I give in to sin Because you have to make this life livable But when you think I've had enough From your sea of love I'll take more than another riverful And I'll make it all worthwhile I'll make your heart smile Strangelove Strange highs and strange lows Strangelove That's how my love goes Strangelove Will you give it to me Will you take the pain I will give to you Again and again And will you return it There'll be days When I stray I may appear to be Constantly out of reach I give in to sin Because I like to practice what I preach I'm not trying to say I'll have it all my way I'm always willing to learn When you've got something to teach And I'll make it all worthwhile I'll make your heart smile Pain will you return it I'll say it again - pain Pain will you return it I won't say it again | , ; , - . , , , , , , , : . : , - ! - , . ... - , , ... ... ... , ... - , - , ... - , ; , . , , - . , : . , ? : ! , ? , ! |
: depeche mode strangelove music for the masses |
Dangerous ( ) |
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: depeche mode dangerous |
Ghost ( ) |
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Ghost I'm the ghost in your house Calling your name My memory lingers You'll never be the same I'm the hole in your heart I'm the stain in your bed The phantom in your fingers The voices in your head One touch is all it took To draw you in To leave you hooked One kiss, you paid the price You had a taste Of paradise Now you're running in circles Chasing imaginary footsteps Reaching for shadows In the bed where I once slept I'm the ghost in your house Calling your name My memory lingers You'll never be the same I'm the hole in your heart Im the stain in your bed The phantom in your fingers The voices in your head One thought is all it takes You lose control You make mistakes This pain will never leave Until I die You'll always grieve Now you're falling to pieces Seeing my face wherever you go Talking to strangers From a place they'll never know | . , , , , . , , , ... , . - . , , , . , , , , . , , , ... - . : , . , , , , . |
: depeche mode ghost |
The Sun And The Moon And The Stars ( ) |
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The Sun And The Moon And The Stars One subtle look God help me Is all it took To sell me One single word Unspoken Your name unheard And I'm broken The sun and the moon and the stars in the sky are laughing They've seen it all before For the wind in the trees and the waves on the seas Its the same thing They can't take any more One gentle touch and I'm helpless It's all too much For my senses One simple prayer Denied me When you're not there Beside me The sun and the moon and the stars in the sky are laughing They've seen it all before For the wind in the trees And the waves on the seas It's the same thing They can't take any more | , , . - , ! - , , : . , . , , - : , , - . - ? . . - . , . , , - : , , - . - ? |
: depeche mode martin l. gore the sun and the moon and the stars |
Miles away / The truth is ( ) |
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Miles away / The truth is Its one of those conversations weve, weve had them before The ones that leave you empty and wanting for more Your eyes they tell me something that I understand Your eyes they hold the truth and the truth is Youre miles away Excuse me for my hesitation Ive, Ive met you before Your face seems so familiar and longing for more Your eyes they tell me something that I understand Your eyes they hold the truth and the truth is Youre miles away With all your superstitions and empty lines I could be just like you Withdrawn but alive Life it has its limitations we all have our needs Love would be the only answer it lies underneath Your eyes they tell me something that I understand Your eyes they hold the truth and the truth is Youre miles away | , - ... - , , , . , , , : . , . ... ? , , , : . , , , - , , ... , , - , , . , , , : . |
: miles away / the truth is miles away depeche mode sounds of the universe 2009 |
Waiting for the night ( ) |
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Waiting for the night I'm waiting for the night to fall I know that it will save us all When everything's dark Keeps us from the stark reality I'm waiting for the night to fall When everything is bearable And there in the still All that you feel Is tranquility There is a star in the sky Guiding my way with its light And in the glow of the moon Know my deliverance will come soon There is a sound in the calm Someone is coming to harm I press my hands to my ears It's easier here just to forget fear And when I squinted The world seemed rose-tinted And angels appeared to descend To my surprise With half-closed eyes Things looked even better Than when they were opened Been waiting for the night to fall I knew that it would save us all Now everything's dark Keeps us from the stark reality Been waiting for the night to fall Now everything is bearable And here in the still All that you hear Is tranquility | , , . , . , , , , , , - . , , , . , - . - . , . - , : - . ? , , . , . , , , , , , - . |
: waiting for the night depeche mode violator |
In chains ( ) |
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In Chains The way you move Has got me yearning The way you move Has left me burning I know you know what you're doing to me I know my hands will never be free I know what it's like to be In chains The way you move Is meant to hold me The way you move Put sentence on me I know you knew on the day you were born I know somehow I should have been warned I know I walk every midnight till dawn In chains In chains I'm in chains You've got me dying for you It's you that I'm living through You've got me praying to you Saying to you anything you want me to You've got me reaching for you My soul's beseeching me too You've got me singing to you Bringing to you anything you ask me to The way you move Is mesmerizing The way you move It's hypnotizing I know I crumble when you are around Start to mumble a pitiful sound Stagger and stones, shackled and bound In chains In chains I'm in chains | . - . - . , , , , , - . - . - . , , , , - , . , . , - , - , . , , . , , , , . - . - . , , , - -, , , , . , . |
: depeche mode in chains |
Blue dress ( ) |
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Blue dress Put it on And don't say a word Put it on The one that I prefer Put it on And stand before my eyes Put it on Please don't question why Can you believe Something so simple Something so trivial Makes me a happy man Can't you understand Say you believe Just how easy It is to please me Because when you learn You'll know what makes the world turn Put it on I can feel so much Put it on I don't need to touch Put it on Here before my eyes Put it on Because you realise And you believe Something so worthless Serves a purpose It makes me a happy man Can't you understand Say you believe Just how easy It is to please me Because when you learn You'll know what makes the world turn | , . - . . . ? . ? , - . , , , . , , . , . , . , , . , , ... , - . , , , . , , . |
: depeche mode blue dress violator 1990 |
Wrong. . :) |
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Wrong I was born with the wrong sign In the wrong house With the wrong ascendancy I took the wrong road That led to the wrong tendencies I was in the wrong place at the wrong time For the wrong reason and the wrong rhyme On the wrong day of the wrong week I used the wrong method with the wrong technique Wrong Wrong There's something wrong with me Cannot be something wrong with me Inherently The wrong mix in the wrong jeans I reached the wrong ends by the wrong means It was the wrong plan In the wrong hands With the wrong theory for the wrong man The wrong lies, on the wrong vibes The wrong questions with the wrong replies Wrong Wrong I was marching to the wrong drum With the wrong scum Pissing out the wrong energy Using all the wrong lines And the wrong signs With the wrong intensity I was on the wrong page of the wrong book With the wrong rendition of the wrong hook Made the wrong move, every wrong night With the wrong tune played till it sounded right yah Wrong Wrong Too long Wrong I was born with the wrong sign In the wrong house With the wrong ascendancy I took the wrong road That led to the wrong tendencies I was in the wrong place at the wrong time For the wrong reason and the wrong rhyme On the wrong day of the wrong week I used the wrong method with the wrong technique |
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, Hole to feed . The_Storm_and_The_Wonder . :)
: depeche mode 2009 wrong sounds of the universe |
Hole to feed ( ) |
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Hole to feed We are here We can love We share something I'm sure That you mean no odd to me When you get What you need It's no way of knowing What you`ll get Is another hole to feed Your name was the one that was always chosen Your words and the kindness that set me free Words can leave you broken inside You’ll have to decide I'm hanging onto my pride We are here We can love We share something I'm sure That you mean no odd to me The shame as a hole that has kept us frozen You open my eyes to the world I could believe This world has left me broken inside I’ll have to decide I'm hanging onto my pride Words can leave you broken inside You’ll have to decide I'm hanging onto my pride |
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Updated: 29.09.2009 (, )
: depeche mode 2009 sounds of the universe hole to feed hole to feed |
I want you now ( ) |
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I want you now I want you now Tomorrow won't do There's a yearning inside And it's showing through Reach out your hands And accept my love We've waited for too long Enough is enough I want you now My heart is aching My body is burning My hands are shaking My head is turning You understand It's so easy to choose We've got time to kill We've got nothing to lose I want you now And I don't mean to sound Like one of the boys That's now what I'm trying to do I don't want to be Like one of the boys I just want you now Because I've got a love A love that won't wait A love that is growing And it's getting late Do you know what it means To be left this way When everyone's gone And the feelings they stay I want you now | . , - . - , : . . , - . . ... , - : ? ! - - ? . , . , , , . , , , , - . , , , ? ... |
: i want you now depeche mode |
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Little 15 |
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Little 15 Little 15 You help her forget The world outside You're not part of it yet And if you could drive You could drive her away To a happier place To a happier day That exists in your mind And in your smile She could escape there Just for a while Little 15 Little 15 Why take the smooth with the rough When things run smooth It's already more than enough She knows your mind Is not yet in league With the rest of the world And it's little intrigues Do you understand? Do you know what she means? As time goes by And when you've seen what she's seen You will Little 15 Little 15 Why does she have to defend Her feelings inside Why pretend She's not had a life A life of near misses Now all that she wants Is 3 little wishes She wants to see with your eyes She wants to smile with your smile She wants a nice surprise Every once in a while Little 15 | 15... 15 . , , - . , - , , , , , 15 . 15 , : , . , , , . ? ? - , , - . 15 , ? - ? , ? 3 : , , - . 15 ... |
: depeche mode little 15 |
Black Celebration ( ) |
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: black celebration depeche mode 1986 |
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