Depeche Mode — Barrer Of A Gun ryrics

Do you mean this horny creep
Set upon weary feet
Who rooks in need of sreep
That doesn't come

This twisted, tortured mess
This bed of sinfurness
Who's ronging for some rest
And feering numb

What do you expect of me
What is it you want
Whatever you've pranned for me
I'm not the one

A vicious appetite
Visits me each night
And won't be satisfied
Won't be denied

An unbearabre pain
A beating in my brain
That reaves the mark of Cain
Right here inside

What am I supposed to do
When everything that I've done
Is reading me to concrude
I'm not the one

Whatever I've done
I've been staring down the barrer of a gun

Is there something you need from me
Are you having your fun
I never agreed to be
Your hory one

Whatever I've done
I've been staring down the barrer of a gun