DIRTY STICKY FLOORS

Waiting for the last time
For my friend to change my mind
Waiting for the last drop
Seems like a long, long time
Maybe I should go back home
I’ll sit and wait right by the phone
Praying over the porcelain throne
On my dirty sticky floor

Ask me what I want
Easy that’s just more
How long will I wait for you
Twice as long as I did before
Standing in the freezing snow
Maybe you left I just don’t know
I’ll soon be lying on my own
On some dirty sticky floor

I hope no one can see me
The tin man says I’m doing fine
That lion ain’t gonna get me
See that gun right there it’s mine
I’ve painted a face where I burnt the floor
Now the face has become my devil’s door
Laying in the back room
On my dirty sticky floor

On my dirty sticky

KOSZOS, RAGACSOS PADLÓK

Az utolsó pillanatig várok
A barátra, aki megváltoztatja gondolatom
Az utolsó cseppig kitartok
Úgy tűnik, hosszú-hosszú ideje már
Talán haza kellene mennem és
Csak ülnöm a telefon mellett,
Imádkozva a porcelán trón felett
A koszos, ragacsos padlómon

Kérdezd meg, mit akarok igazán
Könnyű többet kérni
Vajon meddig fogok várni rád
Kétszer olyan hosszan, mint ezelőtt
A fagyos hóban álldogálva
Talán elfeledve, nem tudhatom
Hamarosan egyedül hagyatva
Valamilyen koszos, ragacsos padlón

Remélem, senki sem lát
A bádogember szerint, rendben leszek
Az oroszlán már nem falhat fel
Hisz a fegyver, amit látsz, nálam van
Kreáltam egy arcot, amikor a padlón voltam
És ez az arc vezet az ördöghöz
Elnyúlva egy hátsó szobában
A koszos, mocskos padlómon

A koszos, ragacsos padlómon

Dirty Sticky Floors - Dave Gahan & Knox Chandler
JJSR Productions Inc.

A PAIN THAT I'M USED TO

I'm not sure
What I'm looking for anymore
I just know
That I'm harder to console
I don't see who I'm trying to be
Instead of me
But the key
Is a question of control

Can you say
What you're trying to play anyway
I just pay
While you're breaking all the rules
All the signs that I find
Have been underlined
Devils thrive on the drive
That is fuelled

All this running around
Well it's getting me down
Just give me a pain that I'm used to
I don't need to believe
All the dreams you conceive
You just need to achieve
Something that rings true

There's a hole in your soul
Like an animal
With no conscience
Repentance unknown
Close your eyes
Pay the price for your paradise
Devils feed on the seeds
That are sown

Can't conceal what I feel
What I know is real
No mistaking the faking
I care
With a prayer in the air
I will leave it there
On a note full of hope
Not despair

DREAM ON

Can you feel a little love?

As your bony fingers close around me
Long and spindly
Death becomes me
Heaven can you see what I see?

Hey you pale and sickly child
You're death and living reconciled
Been walking home a crooked mile

Paying debt to karma
You party for a living
What you take won't kill you
But careful what you're giving

There's no time for hesitating
Pain is ready, pain is waiting
Primed to do it's educating

Unwanted, uninvited kin
It creeps beneath your crawling skin
It lives without it lives within you

Feel the fever coming
You're shaking and twitching
You can scratch all over
But that won't stop you itching

Can you feel a little love?