Liam Lynch - Fake Depeche Mode Song Lyrics
Well I'm not pretty or good to the eyeNever left my room til' 25.If I were happy would you punish me?Tie me up and call it therapy?Miserable life, miserable lifeMiserable life, miserable lifeLet me be you're scratching postYour father, son, and your holy ghostMake my devotion turn right back on meDon't push me down and calle me a wussy.Miserable life, miserable lifeMiserable life, miserable life(Miserable life) Devotion!(Miserable life) Emotion!(Miserable life) Depression!(Miserable life) Obsession!You can't see me because I'm wearing black.