Dream On

Dream on
Can you feel a little love ?
As your bony fingers close aroung me long & spindly
Death becomes me
Heaven can you see
What I see......... Hey you pale and sickly child
You're death & living reconciled . Been walkng home
A crooked mile
Paying debt to karma you party for a living what you take won't kill you.
But be careful what you're giving . mmmmmmm...

Can you feel a little love?
Can you feel a little love?......... Dream on................. Dream on..........
There's no time for hestitating .
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 & twitching
You can scratch all over but that won't stop your 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 it's lines. it's well rehearsed.
It sucked you in, it dragged you down. Towhere there is No hollowed ground, where holiness..!
It's never found.
Paying debt to karma you party for a living what you take won't kill you.
But be careful what you're giving . .........mmmmmmmmmmm.............
Can you feel a little love?...
Can you feel a little love?......... Dream on................. Dream on..........

Wrong

Wrong

I was born wit the wrong sign in the wrong house wit the wrong ascendancy .
I took the wrong road .That led to the wrong tendencies. I was in the wrong place at the wrong time for the wrong reason & the wrong rhyme on the wrong day of the wrong week.

I used the wrong method with the wrong technique.

Wrong.................. Wrong..............

There is something wrong with me chemically, something wrong with me inherently.

The wrong mix in the wrong games. I reached the wrong ends by the wrong means.

It was the wrong plan in the wrong hands with the wrong theory for the wrong man .

The wrong lies , on the wrong vibes. The wrong questions with the wrong replies.

Wrong..... wrong.............

I was marching to the wrong drum with the wrong scum. Pissing out the wrong energy.

Using all the wrong lies & the wrong signs with the wrong intensity.

I was on the way 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 right, yeah......

Wrong.......... wrong..... too long..

wrong.......................... too long.....................

wrong......................... too long.................

wrong............ too long.............................

Depeche Mode