Depeche Mode » Barrel Of A Gun Lyrics

Do you mean this horny creep
Set upon weary feet
Who looks in need of sleep
That doesn't come


This 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