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Paroles: Depeche Mode. Black Celebration. It Doesn't Matter Two.

As I lay here with you, the shame lies with us
We talk of love and trust that doesn't matter
Though we may be the last in the world
We feel like pioneers telling hopes and fears to one another

And oh what a feeling inside of me
It might last for an hour
Wounds aren't healing inside of me
Though it feel good now, I know it's only for now

The feeling is intense you grip me with your eyes
And then I realize it doesn't matter