My weaknesses
You know each and every one (it frightens me)
But I need to drink
More than you seem to think
Before I'm anyone.
And you know
Its a question of lust
Its a question of trust
Its a question of not letting
What we've built up
Crumble to dust
It is all of these things and more
That keep us together.
DEPECHE MODE " QUESTION OF LUST"
miércoles, 1 de abril de 2009
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