Depeche Mode - Surrender
Tekst :
Laying on your holy bed
by the hallowed door
Feeling like an infidel
Not worthy of your call
Tempted by your innocence
Beckoned to my fate
I won t face the consequence
I wouldn t hesitate
I m a man of flesh and bone
Rapture, rushing through my veins
Passion, flaming, in my heart
Heavenly surrender once again, yeah
Shackled like an animal
Chained to my desires
Just another sacrifice
To love s eternal fires
Tame me with your tenderness
And break my brittle heart
Easily and elegantly
Tear my world apart
I m a man of flesh and bone
Rapture, rushing through my veins
Passion, flaming, in my heart
Heavenly surrender once again, yeah
We re living in a world full of illusion
Everything is so unreal
My mind is in a state of confusion
But I can t deny the way I feel
I m a man of flesh and bone
Rapture, rushing through my veins
Passion, flaming, in my heart
Heavenly surrender
I m a man of flesh and bone
Rapture, rushing through my veins
Passion, flaming, in my heart, yeah Inne utwory
Two minute warning Now this is fun Somebody The policy of truth Condemnation Sister of night The landscape is changing Set me free Photographic Dreaming of me Boys say go Shout The bottom line The sinner in me Lie to me Leave in silence A photograph of you Losowe utwory
(I don t need you to)
I saw you walkin down on the street
I called out from my window but you didn t hear me
I lay down and I tried to sleep
I waited for you to walk on by again
I don t need you to...
With a turn and a twist she gets her wish
just a smile makes her who she wants
it s the smoke from the spark when the sulfur hits
it turns into an inspiration
with a splash and a twist we ll both get pissed...
Dicen que el sueño de cada día,
esconde rosas llenas de espinas,
te araña el alma y te da la vida,
pasa de largo, va de puntillas,
y en cada rincón se enciende otro sol,
y la distancia se hace más corta entre los dos......
In a desert of red sand and gravel
There s a place where all pleasures thrive
It s the kingdom of the ancient mother
Where the wisdom of the old survives
I can see the lady clad in purple
She s adorned with all...
I m breaking brain cells off at the stem
Your status is stupidier
Ap is a nuclear blast, tar blacker than Lucifer
I consider writing a list of all the shit I would do to you
Head so big I rest my fitting cap on Jupiter
You aint buiolt like...