Depeche Mode
Dream On (Bushwacka Tough Guy Mix) lyrics
Songwriters: Gore, Martin
As your bony fingers close around me
Long and spindly death becomes me
Heaven can you see what I see
Hey, you pale and sickly child
You're death and living reconciled
Been walking home a crooked mile
Paying debt to karma, you party for a living
What you take won't kill you
But careful what you're giving
There's no time for hesitating
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 and twitching
You can scratch all over
But that won't stop you itching
Can you feel a little love?
Can you feel a little love?
Dream on, dream on
Dream on, dream on
Blame it on your karmic curse
Or shame upon the universe
It knows its lines, it's well rehearsed
It sucked you in, it dragged you down
To where there is no hallow ground
Where holiness is never found
Paying debt to karma, you party for a living
What you take won't kill you
But careful what you're giving
Dream on, dream on
Dream on, dream on
Dream on, dream on
Dream on, dream on
Dream on, dream on
Dream on, dream on
Dream on, dream on
Dream on, dream on
Dream on, dream on
Dream on, dream on
Dream On (Bushwacka Tough Guy Mix) lyrics © Emi Blackwood Music Inc.
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