Karaoké Barrel of a Gun Depeche Mode

Do you mean this horny creep set upon weary feet who looks in need of sleep that doesn't come

Oh oh oh oh

Oh oh oh oh

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

Oh oh oh oh

Oh oh oh oh

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

Whatever I've done

I've been staring down the barrel of a gun

Whatever I've done

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

Whatever I've done

I've been staring down the barrel of a gun

Whatever I've done

I've been staring down the barrel of a gun