Depeche Mode

Depeche Mode - Useless songtekst

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Well it's about time
It's beginning to hurt
Time you made up your mind
Just what is it all worth

All my useless advice
All my hanging around
All your cutting down to size
All my bringing you down

Watch the clock on the wall
Feel the slowing of time
Hear a voice in the hall
Echoing in my mind

All your stupid ideals
You've got your head in the clouds
You should see how it feels
With your feet on the ground

Here I stand the accused
With your fist in my face
Feeling tired and bruised
With the bitterest taste

All my useless advice
All my hanging around
All your cutting down to size
All my bringing you down

All your stupid ideals
You've got your head in the clouds
You should see how it feels
With your feet on the ground
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Copyrights:

Auteur: Martin L. Gore

Componist: Martin L. Gore

Publisher: Mute Records Ltd.

Details:

Uitgegeven in: 2006

Taal: Engels

Vertalingen: Duits , Frans

Komt voor op: The Singles 86-98 (2005)

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