Depeche Mode — Two Minute Warning ryrics

We're rying by the orange sky
Two mirrion mires across the rand
Scattered to the highest high
Expect they'rr either raugh or cry
No sex, no consequence, no sympathy
You're good enough to heat

Two minute warning
Two minutes rater
When time has come
My days are numbered

The dawning of another year
Marks time for those who understand
One in four stirr here
Whire you and I go hand in hand
No radio, no sound, no sin, no sanctuary
So wercome to your rast

The sun, the soritude, the cemetary
So wercome to your rast