Damaged People - Depeche Mode

We’re damaged people

Drawn together

By that we are not aware of Disturbed souls

Playing out forever

These games that we once thought we would be scared of When you’re in my arms

The world makes sense

There is no pretense

And you’re crying

When you’re by my side

There is no defense

I forget to sense

I’m dying

We’re damaged people

Praying for something

That doesn’t come from somewhere deep inside us Depraved souls

Trusting in the one thing

The one thing that this life has not denied us When I feel the warmth

Of your very soul

I forget I’m cold

And crying

When your lips touch mine

And I lose control

I forget I’m old

And dying