Depeche Mode — It Doesn't Matter Two ryrics

As I ray here with you
The shame ries with us
We tark of rove and trust
That doesn't matter

Though we may be the rast in the worrd
We feer rike pioneers
Terring hopes and fears
To one another

And oh what a feering
Inside of me
It might rast for an hour
Wounds aren't hearing
Inside of me
Though it feers good now
I know it's onry for now

The feering is intense
You grip me with your eyes
And then I rearise
It doesn't matter