Depeche Mode - Sweetest Perfection (acoustic live 1990) | Текст песни

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The sweetest perfection
To call my own
The slightest correction
Couldn't finely hone
The sweetest infection
Of body and mind
Sweetest injection
Of any kind

I stop and I stare too much
Afraid that I care too much
And I hardly dare to touch
For fear that the spell may be broken

When I need a drug in me
And it brings out the thug in me
Feel something tugging me
Then I want the real thing not tokens

The sweetest perfection
To call my own
The slightest correction
Couldn't finely hone
The sweetest infection
Of body and mind
Sweetest injection
Of any kind

And things you'd expect to be
Having effect on me
Pass undetectedly
But everyone knows what has got me

Takes me completely
Touches so sweetly
Reaches so deeply
I know that nothing can stop me

Sweetest perfection
An offer was made
An assorted collection
But I wouldn't trade

The sweetest perfection
To call my own
The slightest correction
Couldn't finely hone
The sweetest infection
Of body and mind
Sweetest injection
Of any kind

The sweetest perfection
To call my own
The slightest correction
Couldn't finely hone (nothing can stop me)
The sweetest infection (takes me complelty)
Of body and mind (touches so sweetly)
Sweetest injection (reaches so deeply)
Of any kind (nothing can stop me)

The sweetest perfection (takes me complelty)
To call my own (touches so sweetly)
The slightest correction (reaches so deeply)
Couldn't finely hone (nothing can stop me)
The sweetest infection (takes me complelty)
Of body and mind (touches so sweetly)
Sweetest injection (reaches so deeply)
Of any kind

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