歌曲 | Barrel of a Gun (Remastered) |
歌手 | Depeche Mode |
专辑 | Ultra |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Gore | |
Do you mean this horny creep | |
Set upon weary feet | |
Who looks in need of sleep | |
That doesn't come | |
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 | |
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 | |
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 |
zuo ci : Gore | |
Do you mean this horny creep | |
Set upon weary feet | |
Who looks in need of sleep | |
That doesn' t come | |
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 | |
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 | |
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 |
zuò cí : Gore | |
Do you mean this horny creep | |
Set upon weary feet | |
Who looks in need of sleep | |
That doesn' t come | |
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 | |
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 | |
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 |