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Текст (слова) песни: Depeche Mode - Sweetest Perfection

The sweetest perfection
To call my own
The slightest correction
Couldn`t finely hone
The sweetest infection
Of body and mind
Sweetest injection
Of any kind

I stop and I stare too much
Afraid that I care too much
And I hardly dare to touch
For fear that the spell may be broken
When I need a drug in me
And it brings out the thug in me
Feel something tugging me
Then I want the real thing not tokens

The sweetest perfection
To call my own
The slightest correction
Couldn`t finely hone
The sweetest infection
Of body and mind
Sweetest injection
Of any kind

Things you`d expect to be
Having effect on me
Pass undetectedly
But everyone knows what has got me
Takes me completely
Touches me sweetly
Reaches so deeply
I know that nothing can stop me

Sweetest perfection
An offer was made
An assorted collection
But I wouldn`t trade

The sweetest perfection
To call my own
The slightest correction
Couldn`t finely hone
The sweetest infection
Of body and mind
Sweetest injection
Of any kind
(Repeat til end)

 

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