Depeche Mode useless the kruder and dorfmeister session

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Echoing, echoing in my mind
Well, it's about time
It's beginning to hurt
Time you made up your mind
Just what is it all worth
Watch the clock on the wall
Feel the slowing of time
Hear a voice in the hall
Echoing in my mind
Here I stand the accused
With your fist in my face
Feeling tired and bruised
With the bitterest taste
[Incomprehensible]
[Incomprehensible]
Time, time
Time, time
Time, time

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