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Depeche Mode Sounds Of The Universe

anything you ask me to The way you move Is mesmerizing The way you move Is hypnotizing I know I crumble when you are around Start to mumble a bit of a false sound

Come back, come back to me I've been waiting here patiently Come back, come back to me I've been waiting here patiently Walking a thin white line Between

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 I

It's one of those conversations We've, we've had them before The ones that leave you empty And wanting for more Your eyes they tell me something That

Peace will come to me Peace will come to me I'm leaving bitterness behind This time I'm cleaning up my mind There is no space for the regrets I will

They're almost falling over you Why don't we call a truce? Whatever they are trying to do Is of little use They're drowning you in compliments Trying

you ask me to The way you move Is mesmerizing The way you move Is hypnotizing I know I crumble when you are around Start to mumble a bit of a false sound

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

: They're almost falling over you Why don't they call a truce What ever they are trying to do Its of little use They're drowning you in compliments Trying