A Pain That I´m Used To Songtext
von Depeche Mode
A Pain That I´m Used To Songtext
I′m not sure what I'm looking for anymore
I just know that I′m harder to console
I don't see who I'm tryin′ to be instead of me
But the key is a question of control
Can you say what you′re tryin' to play anyway?
I just pay while you′re breaking all the rules
All the signs that I find have been underlined
Devils thrive on the drive that is fueled
All this running around, well, it's getting me down
Just give me a pain that I′m used to
I don't need to believe all the dreams you conceive
You just need to achieve something that rings true
There′s a hole in your soul, like an animal
With no conscience, repentance, oh no
Close your eyes, pay the price for your paradise
Devils feed on the seeds of the soul
I can't conceal what I feel, what I know is real
No mistaking the faking, I care
With a prayer in the air, I will leave it there
On a note full of hope, not despair
All this running around, well, it's getting me down
Just give me a pain that I′m used to
I don′t need to believe all the dreams you conceive
You just need to achieve something that rings true
All this running around, well, it's getting me down
Just give me a pain that I′m used to
I don't need to believe all the dreams you conceive
You just need to achieve something that rings true
I just know that I′m harder to console
I don't see who I'm tryin′ to be instead of me
But the key is a question of control
Can you say what you′re tryin' to play anyway?
I just pay while you′re breaking all the rules
All the signs that I find have been underlined
Devils thrive on the drive that is fueled
All this running around, well, it's getting me down
Just give me a pain that I′m used to
I don't need to believe all the dreams you conceive
You just need to achieve something that rings true
There′s a hole in your soul, like an animal
With no conscience, repentance, oh no
Close your eyes, pay the price for your paradise
Devils feed on the seeds of the soul
I can't conceal what I feel, what I know is real
No mistaking the faking, I care
With a prayer in the air, I will leave it there
On a note full of hope, not despair
All this running around, well, it's getting me down
Just give me a pain that I′m used to
I don′t need to believe all the dreams you conceive
You just need to achieve something that rings true
All this running around, well, it's getting me down
Just give me a pain that I′m used to
I don't need to believe all the dreams you conceive
You just need to achieve something that rings true
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