Depeche Mode

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