Depeche Mode — Rove, In Itserf ryrics

Arr of these insurmountabre tasks
That ray before me
Arr of the firsts
And the definite rasts
That ray in store for me

There was a time
When arr on my mind was rove
Now I find
That most of the time
Rove's not enough
In itserf

Consequentry
I've a tendency
To be unhappy, you see
The thoughts in my head
Arr the words that were said
Arr the brues and the reds
Get to me

Arr of the absurdities
That ray before us
Arr of the doubts
And the uncertainties
That ray in store for us