Depeche Mode összes

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2025. december 05. - Szigi.

Survive

I can feel the temperature rising
Burning tonight
I could wait a thousand years here
If you say something right

We could change the whole situation
We could make it right


We'll survive
We'll survive

I can feel your silent anger
I feel your pain
Behind all your sad intentions
We're just the same

We could have a conversation
Try to make it right

We'll survive
We'll survive

Life 2.0

(Life 2.0) We'll be so much better
(Life 2.0) The past won't look better
(Life 2.0) We'll find human prowess
(Life 2.0) United in progress

We're heading for
Golden wreaths
Open doors
New frontiers

(Life 2.0) At birth, we're so fitting
(Life 2.0) Unplanned and unwitting
(Life 2.0) Return to the Garden
(Life 2.0) Our sins have been pardoned

We're sanitized
Sterilized
Unified
Open-еyed

(Life 2.0, life 2.0)

Thе world has spun
It just begun
A brand new start
For everyone

(Life 2.0, life 2.0)
(Life 2.0, life 2.0)
(Life 2.0, life 2.0)
(Life 2.0, life 2.0)


Give Yourself To Me

Before the fates sing
Before the bells ring
Before the violence
Give yourself to me
After the night falls
Somewhere in shadows
Watching the time crawl
Give yourself to me

Maybe by my own hand or maybe not
Or an accident with no plan or no plot
Take me with intent or as an afterthought
Take me anyway you want
Take me anyway you want

After the dust flies
Before the goodbyes
Under the godless skies
Give yourself to me
Deep as the dark sea
Sweeter than morphine
Waiting in my sweet dreams
Give yourself to me

Maybe by my own hand or maybe not
Or an accident with no plan or no plot
Take me with intent or as an afterthought
Take me anyway you want
Take me anyway you want
Take me anyway you want
Take me anyway you want

Take me anyway you want
Take me anyway you want

In The End

You're no one, going nowhere
We're all nothing in the end
We're weightless, floating endlessly
We'll be dust again in the end

Are you forever looking back at the past between the cracks?
Inventing sense when none is at, throwing sparks into the black
Heaven knows what's underneath, I use these words without belief
Does heaven help you when you pray?

I don't think so anyway
You're no one, going nowhere
We're all nothing in the end
We're weightless, floating endlessly
We'll be dust again in the end

These are complicated days
Chaos, confusion and decay
Black and white to endless grey
On the nights you laid awake

As the makeup gets applied
Seconds etching out the lines
All this emptiness inside
Nothing shiny or divine

You're no one, going nowhere
We're all nothing in the end
We're weightless, floating endlessly
We'll be dust again in the end

We're waiting for the day
For hope to come our way
Something to believe in
To nullify this feeling
Looking for a sign
A light to guide the blind
To save us from our death throes
Where did all the time go?

You're no one, going nowhere
We're all nothing in the end
We're weightless, floating endlessly
We'll be dust again in the end

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