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Depeche Mode – Useless – 1997

    Paroles

    Well it’s about time
    It’s beginning to hurt
    Time you made up your mind
    Just what is it all worth

    All my useless advice
    All my hanging around
    All your cutting down to size
    All my bringing you down

    Watch the clock on the wall
    Feel the slowing of time
    Hear a voice in the hall
    Echoing in my mind

    All your stupid ideals
    Got your head in the clouds
    You should see how it feels
    With your feet on the ground

    Here I stand the accused
    With your fist in my face
    Feeling tired and bruised
    With the bitterest taste

    All my useless advice
    All my hanging around
    All your cutting down to size
    All my bringing you down

    All your stupid ideals
    Got your head in the clouds
    You should see how it feels
    With your feet on the ground