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Text: Depeche Mode. New Life.

stand self stepping on the Shame Street
And I watched that man too strange
Think you only know me when you turn on the light
Now the room is leave with danger
Complicating-circulating
New Life, New Life
Operating-generating
New Life, New Life

Transition to another place
So the time will pass more slowly
Each who is fussed
And the shadow's red light
The bell might seen now showy
Complicating-circulating
New Life, New Life
Operating-generating
New Life, New Life

This place is hidden in the outer side
And the roaches leave to nowhere
The stranger in the door is the same as before
So the question answers nowhere
Complicating-circulating
New Life, New Life
Operating-generating
New Life, New Life

I stand self stepping on the Shame Street
And I watched that man too strange
Think you only know me when you turn on the light
Now the room is leave with danger
Complicating-circulating
New Life, New Life
Operating-generating
New Life, New Life
Ah, ah, ah, ah, woah...