Depeche Mode

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Sea Of Sin

Sea of Sin
I'm swimming in
And I'm taking a dive

My mind's in need
So my body feeds
And it keeps me alive

It gets better and better
As it gets wetter and wetter
Sea of Sin
Know where you've been
But I don't care

Sea of Sin
Through thick and thin
For better or worse

My mind's in need
So my body feeds
And it quenches my thirst

You look cheaper and cheaper
As we sink deeper and deeper
Sea of Sin
Know where you've been
'cause I've been there

Here under God's sky
His watchful eye
And all of the lies
My consolation prize

Sea of Sin
My second skin
My home from home

When I'm in doubt
My hands reach out
And I'm never alone

It gets wetter and wetter
As it gets better and better
Sea of Sin
Know where you've been
And I repent

Sea of Sin
Know where you've been
Yes I'm aware

Sea of Sin Know where you've been
'cause I've been there

Sea of Sin
Know where you've been
And I don't care

Sea of Sin
Know where you've been
And I don't care

Written by Martin L. Gore (c)1990 Grabbing Hands Music Ltd/EMI Music Publishing Ltd

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Set Me Free (Remotivate Me)

Set me free
Set me free

Remotivate me
Set me burning
After years in deep freeze
My body is yearning
For a new lease of life
And a little spice
Set me free
Remotivate me

Give me a reason
To scream and shout
Give me something
To get excited about
When everything is looking dull
I'm sure it isn't impossible to
Set me free
Remotivate me

Remotivate me
Set me burning
After years in deep freeze
My body is yearning
For a new lease of life
And a little light
Set me free
Remotivate me

Don't think I'm impatient
Because I'm willing to wait
But something must must happen
Before it gets too late
It could be my imagination
But wasn't there more than this dull sensation
Set me free
Remotivate me

Written by Martin L. Gore (c)1984 Grabbing Hands Music Ltd/EMI Music Publishing Ltd

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Shake The Disease

I'm not going down on my knees
Begging you to adore me
Can't you see it's misery
And torture for me
When I'm misunderstood
Try as hard as you can
I've tried as hard as I could
To make you see
How important it is for me

Here is a plea
From my heart to you
Nobody knows me
As well as you do
You know how hard it is for me
To shake the disease
That takes a hold of my tongue
In situations like these

Understand me

Some people have to be
Permanently together
Lovers devoted
To each other forever
Now, I've got things to do
And I've said before
That I know you have too
When I'm not there
In spirit I'll be there

Words by Martin Gore (c) 1985 Sonet Records & Publishing Ltd.

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Shame

Do you ever get that feeling
When the guilt begins to hurt
Seeing all the children
Wallowing in dirt
Crying out with hunger
Crying out in pain
At least the dirt will wash off
When it starts to rain

Soap won't wash away your shame

Do you ever get the feeling
That something isn't right
Seeing your brother's fists
Clenched ready for the fight
Soon the fighting turns to weapons
And the weapons turn to wounds
So the doctors stitch and stitch
And stitch and stitch and stitch
And stitch and stitch

Surgery won't improve your pain

It all seems so stupid
It makes me want to give up
But why should I give up
When it all seems so stupid

Do you ever get the feeling
That something can be done
To eradicate these problems
And make the people one
Do you ever get that feeling
Someything like a nagging itch
And all the while the doctors
Stitch and stitch and stitch
And stitch and stitch

Hope alone won't remove the stains
Shame

Words by Martin Gore (c) 1983 Sonet Publishing

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Shine

Put on your blindfold
And a dress that's tight
And come with me
On a mystery night
Open your eyes

Follow our stars under a painted sky
We'll leave the world behind
We're learning to fly
We used to get by

Forget the pictures on your TV screen
We'll steal the visions
That you keep for your dreams
You can turn me on

I was blind and I saw the light
My angel coming
In a brilliant white
Shine for me

You've been hanging from a rope of mediocrity
Strung up by your insecurities
You can shine for me
Somebody has to
Shine for me
It's difficult not to
Shine for me

Follow our stars under a painted sky
We'll leave the world behind
We're learning to fly
We used to get by

Forget the pictures on your TV screen
We'll steal the visions
That you keep for your dreams
You can turn me on

You've been hanging from a rope of mediocrity
Strung up by your insecurities
You can shine for me
Somebody has to
Shine for me
It's difficult not to
Shine for me
Somebody has to
Shine for me
It's difficult not to
Shine for me

Words by Martin L. Gore (c) 2001 Grabbing Hands Music Ltd./EMI Music Publishing Ltd

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Shouldn't Have Done That

Plans made in the nursery
Can change the course of history,
Remember that!

Mummy's annoyed, says go and play,
Don't show your face,
Stay away all day,
Shouldn't have done that!

A small boy and his infantry,
Marching around so naturally,
Shouldn't have done that!

Grows up and goes to school,
Such a nice boy, obeys all the rules,
Mummy's proud of that.

Leaves school to follow his ambition,
Knows what he wants,
To be a politician,
Shouldn't have done that!

Words by Martin Gore (c) 1982 Sonet Records & Publishing Ltd.

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Shout

She was silent trying to be
Like a role acted on the TV
Always knowing when to say
Wishing power a moment so that they could see

Staring in the night
A picture my room
And I think that she knew her lines

Break away tonight
I wanna hold your hand
We'we got to get it right
We'we got to understand

Carefully watching waiting as I
Stood upon the back streets and we start to play
I was screaming louder as the
Curtains fall between us in a twisted way

Staring in the night
A picture my room
And I think that she knew her lines

Break away tonight
I wanna hold your hand
We'we got to get it right
We'we got to understand

Placing all the questions in the
Minutes of a game we won so long ago
Dangerous and beautiful the
Radio transmission that I have to know

You could never run
You could never stay
And I think you belong to me

Break away tonight
I wanna hold your hand
We'we got to get it right
We'we got to understand

Written by Vince Clarke (c)1981 Musical Moments Ltd./Sony Music Publishing Ltd.

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Sister Of Night

Sister of night
When the hunger descends
And your body's a fire
An inferno that never ends
An eternal flame
That burns in desire's name

Sister of night
When the longing returns
Giving voice to the flame
Calling you through flesh that burns
Breaking down your will
To move in for the kill

Oh sister
Come for me
Embrace me
Assure me
Hey sister
I feel it too
Sweet sister
Just feel me
I'm trembling
You heal me
Hey sister
I feel it too

Sister of night
In your saddest dress
As you walk through the light
You're desperate to impress
So you slide to the floor
Feeling insecure

Sister of night
With the loneliest eyes
Tell yourself it's alright
He'll make such a pefect prize
But the cold light of day
Will give the game away

Oh sister
Come for me
Embrace me
Assure me
Hey sister
I feel it too
Sweet sister
Just feel me
I'm trembling
You heal me
Hey sister
I feel it too

Words by Martin Gore (c) 1996 Grabbing Hands Music Ltd./EMI Music Publishing Ltd

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Somebody

I want somebody to share
Share the rest of my life
Share my innermost thoughts
Know my intimate details
Someone who'll stand by my side
And give me support
And in return
She'll get my support
She will listen to me
When I want to speak
About the world we live in
And life in general
Though my views may be wrong
They may even be perverted
She will hear me out
And won't easily be converted
To my way of thinking
In fact she'll often disagree
But at the end of it all
She will understand me

I want somebody who cares
For me passionately
With every thought and with every breath
Someone who'll help me see things
In a different light
All the things I detest
I will almost like
I don't want to be tied
To anyone's srings
I'm carefully trying to steer clear
Of those things
But when I'm asleep
I want somebody
Who will put their arms around me
And kiss me tenderly
Though things like this
Make me sick
In a case like this
I'll get away with it

Words by Martin Gore (c) 1984 Sonet Publishing

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Something To Do

My little girl
Won't you come with me
Come with me
Tell me

Is there something to do

I'm going crazy with boredom
Come with me
Tell me

Grey sky over a black town
I can feel depression
All around
You've got your leather boots on

I can't stand another drink
It's surprising this town
Doesn't sink
You've got your leather boots on

You're pretty dress is oil stained
from working too hard
For too little
You've got your leather boots on

You're feeling the boredom too
I'd gladly go with you
I'd put your your leather boots on
I'd put your pretty dress on

Words by Martin Gore (c) 1984 Sonet Publishing

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Sometimes

Sometimes
Only sometimes
I question everything
And I'm the first to admit
If you catch me in a mood like this
I can be tiring

Even embarassing
But you must
Feel the same
When you look around
You can't tell me honestly
You're happy with what you see
Oh sometimes
Only sometimes
You must be...
You must be...
As embarassing as me
Sometimes

Words by Martin Gore (c) 1986 Sonet Records & Publishing Ltd.

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Stories Of Old

Take a look at unselected cases
You'll find love has been wrecked
By both sides compromising
Amounting to a disastrous effect

You hear stories of old
Of princes bold
With riches untold
Happy souls
Casting all aside
To take some bride
Tp have the girl of their dreams
At their side
But not me
I couldn't do that
Not me
I'm not like that

I couldn't sacrifice
Anything at all
To love

I really like you
I'm attracted to you
The way you move
The things you do
I'll probably burn in hell
For saying this
But I'm really in heaven
Whenever we kiss
But Oh no!
You won't change me
You can try
For an eternity

I couldn't sacrifice
Anything at all
To love

Now I've got things to do
You have too
And I've got to be me
You've got to be you
So take my hand
And feel these lips
And let's savour a kiss
Like we'd savour a sip
Of vintage wine
One more time
Let's surrender
To this love divine

But we won't sacrifice
Anything at all
To love

Words by Martin Gore (c) 1984 Sonet Publishing