Depeche Mode - A Pain That I'm Used To (Bitstream spansule mix) | Текст песни

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• A Pain That I'm Used To (Bitstream spansule mix)

I'm not sure what I'm looking for anymore
I just know that I'm harder to console
I don't see who I'm trying to be instead of me
But the key is a question of control

Can you say what you're trying to play anyway?
I just pay while you're breaking all the rules
All the signs that I find had been underlined
Devils thrive on the drive that is fuelled

There's a hole in your soul like an animal
With no conscience repentance unknown
Close your eyes pay the price for your paradise
Devils feed on the seeds that are sown

I can't conceal what I feel what I know is real
No mistaking the faking I care
With a prayer in the air I will leave it there
On a note full of hope not despair