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|  | Текст (слова) песни: Depeche Mode -  Barrel Of A GunThis twisted, tortured mess
 This bed of sinfulness
 Who`s longing for some rest
 And feeling numb
 
 What do you expect of me
 What is it you want
 Whatever you`ve planned for me
 I`m not the one
 
 A vicious appetite
 Visits me each night
 And won`t be satisfied
 Won`t be denied
 
 An unbearable pain
 A beating in my brain
 That leaves the mark of Cain
 Right here inside
 
 What am I supposed to do
 When everything that I`ve done
 Is leading me to conclude
 I`m not the one
 
 Whatever I`ve done
 I`ve been staring down the barrel of a gun
 
 Is there something you need from me
 Are you having your fun
 I never agreed to be
 Your holy one
 
 Whatever I`ve done
 I`ve been staring down the barrel of a gun
    
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