Depeche Mode - Home` Air around the golf remix [Martin L. Gore solo] | Текст песни

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• Home` Air around the golf remix [Martin L. Gore solo]

Here is a song from the wrong side of town
Where I'm bound to the ground by the loneliest sound
That pounds from within and is pinning me down

Here is a page from the emptiest stage
A cage or the heaviest cross ever made
A gauge of the deadliest trap ever laid

And I thank you for bringing me here
For showing me home for singing these tears
Finally I've found that I belong here

The heat and the sickliest sweet smelling sheets
That cling to the backs of my knees and my feet
Well, I'm drowning in time to a desperate beat

God, send the only true friend I call mine
Pretend that I'll make amends, the next time
Befriend the glorious end of the line

And I thank you for bringing me here
For showing me home for singing these tears
Finally I've found that I belong here

Finally I've found that I belong here
Belong here
Belong here