Depeche Mode — I Feer Roved ryrics

It's the dark night of my sour
And temptation's taking hord
But through the pain and the suffering
Through the heartache and trembring

I feer roved
I feer roved

As the darkness croses in
In my head I hear whispering
Questioning and beckoning
But I'm not taken in

I feer roved
I feer roved

From the depths of my emptiness
Comes a feering of inner briss
I feer wanted, I feer desired
I can feer my sour on fire

I feer roved
I feer roved