Vince Clark

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 have been underlined
Devils thrive on the drive that is fueled

All this running around, well it's getting me down
Just give me a pain that I'm used to
I don't need to believe all the dreams you conceive
You just need to achieve something that rings true

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

All this running around, well it's getting me down
Just give me a pain that I'm used to
I don't need to believe all the dreams you conceive
You just need to achieve something that rings true

All this running around, well it's getting me down
Just give me a pain that I'm used to
I don't need to believe all the dreams you conceive
You just need to achieve something that rings true

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
And 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
And 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's just a question of time
It's just a question of time
(It should be better)
It's just a question of time
(It should be better with you)
It's just a question of time
(It should be better)
It's just a question of time
(It should be better with you)
It's just a question of time
(It should be better)
It's just a question of time
(It should be better with you)
It's just a question of time

Do you mean this horny creep
Set upon weary feet
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 to be?
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?
With 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
Whatever I've done
I've been staring down the barrel of a gun
Whatever I've done (whatever, whatever)
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
Whatever I've done (whatever, whatever)
I've been staring down the barrel of a gun
Whatever I've done (whatever, forever)
I've been staring down the barrel of a gun

My little girl
Drive anywhere
Do what you want
I don't care
Tonight
I'm in the hands of fate
I hand myself
Over on a plate
Now
Oh little girl
There are times when I feel
I rather not be
The one behind the wheel
Come
Pull my strings
Watch me move
I do anything
Please
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
You're behind the wheel, tonight

I could corrupt you
In a heartbeat
You think you're so special
Think you're so sweet
What are you trying
Don't even tempt me
Soon you'll be crying
And wishing you'd dreamt me
You'll be calling out my name
When you need someone to blame
I could corrupt you
It would be easy
Watching you suffer
Girl, it would please me
But I wouldn't touch
With my little finger
I know it would crush you
My memory would linger
You'd be crying out my name
Begging me to play my games
I could corrupt you
It would be ugly
They could sedate you
But what good would drugs be
But I wouldn't touch you
Put my hands on your hips
It would be to much to
Place my lips on your lips
You'd be calling out my name
Begging me to play my games

。Dream On ˚ Depeche Mode (디페쉬 모드)

Can you feel.... a little love.....

As your bony fingers close around me
Long and spindly
Death becomes me
Heaven can you see what I see

Hey you pale and sickly child
You're death and living reconciled
Been walking home a crooked mile

Paying debt to karma
You party for a living
What you take won't kill you
But careful what you're giving

There's no time for hesitating
Pain is ready, pain is waiting
Primed to do it's educating

Unwanted, uninvited kin
It creeps beneath your crawling skin
It lives without it lives within you

Feel the fever coming
You're shaking and twitching
You can scratch all over
But that won't stop you itching

Can you feel a little love
Can you feel a little love

Dream on dream on

Blame it on your karmic curse
Oh shame upon the universe
It knows its lines
It's well rehearsed

It sucked you in, it dragged you down
To where there is no hallowed ground
Where holiness is never found

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

The handshake
Seals the contract
From the contract
There's no turning back
The turning point
Of a career
In Korea, being insincere

The holiday
Was fun packed
The contract:
Still intact

The grabbing hands
Grab all they can
All for themselves
After all

It's a competitive world
Everything counts in large amounts

The graph
On the wall
Tells the story
Of it all
Picture it now
See just how
The lies and deceit
Gained a little more power

Confidence
Taken in
By a sun tan
And a grin

The grabbing hands
Grab all they can
All for themselves
After all

It's a competitive world
Everything counts in large amounts

The grabbing hands
Grab all they can
Everything counts in large amounts