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Syyskuussa alkavaa masennusta pahentaa tietenkin kuukauden ihQutusbiisi.. Nyt vieläpä tuplana!

Monen päivän vatvomisen jälkeen päätin valtuuttaa syyskuun ihQutusbiisiksi poikkeuksellisesti kaksi kappaletta;
Lovex - USA
Depeche Mode - Personal Jesus

Lovexin tuore single USA ottaa kantaa amerikkalaiseen unelmaan ja elämäntapaan niin sanoituksellaan kuin komealla videollaan.



Depeche Mode on julkaissut wanhasta hitistään Personal Jesus uuden remixin ja sitäkin hienomman videon. Karu video kertoo noitavainoista ja vieläkin karummaksi sen tekee totuus, että joskus tuollaiset noitakokeet ovat olleet normaalia arkipäivää...



Aiemmin kaksi biisiä ihQutuksessa on ollut lokakuussa 2008, jolloin ihQutuksina olivat sekä M. Pokora feat Verbz - They Talk Shit About Me ja Snoop Dogg - Sensual Seduction, sekä 2010 toukokuussa, jolloin ihQutuksessa oli yhtä aikaa Sophie Ellis-Bextor - Bittersweet sekä Maija Vilkkumaa - Lottovoitto.

DEPECHE MODELLA ON TÄNÄÄN 30-VUOTIS PÄIVÄ. YOUR ARGUMENT IS INVALID.


EN SAA LAITETTUA TÄHÄN HIENOO KUVAA. STUPID GALLERIA.

siunattu 80-luku ja eeppinen Depeche Moden kiertue. DO WANT.

uutta levyä odotellessa. :/

löysin tänään kirpparilta Depeche Moden albumin Violator C-KASETTINA. siis mikä mahdollisuus on löytää joku niin vanha tämmösestä paikasta jonkun kirpparin kellarista. kasetti on vielä tyylikkäästi vuodelta 1990.

teehehee.

I'm gonna take my time,
I have all the time in the world
To make you mine.
It is written in the stars above.
The God's degree,
You'll be right here by my side,
Right next to me.
You can run but you cannot hide.

Don't say you want me,
Don't say you need me,
Don't say you love me.
It's understood.
Don't say you're happy,
Out there without me.
I know you can't be,
'Cause it's no good.

I'll be fine,
I'll be waiting patiently,
'Till you see the signs
And come running to my open arms.
When will you realize?
Do we have to wait 'till our worlds collide?
Open up your eyes.
You can't turn back the tide.

Don't say you want me,
Don't say you need me,
Dont say you love me.
It's understood.
Don't say you're happy
Out there without me.
I konw you can't be,
'Cause it's no good.

Wrong
Wrong
Wrong
Wrong

I was born with the wrong sign
In the wrong house
With the wrong ascendancy
I took the wrong road
That led to the wrong tendencies
I was in the wrong place at the wrong time
For the wrong reason and the wrong rhyme
On the wrong day of the wrong week
I used the wrong method with the wrong technique

Wrong
Wrong

ThereÂ’s something wrong with me
Chemically
Something wrong with me
Inherently
The wrong mix in the wrong genes
I reached the wrong ends by the wrong means
It was the wrong plan
In the wrong hands
With the wrong theory for the wrong man
The wrong lies, on the wrong vibes
The wrong questions with the wrong replies

Wrong
Wrong

I was marching to the wrong drum
With the wrong scum
Pissing out the wrong energy
Using all the wrong lines
And the wrong signs
With the wrong intensity
I was on the wrong page of the wrong book
With the wrong rendition of the wrong hook
Made the wrong move, every wrong night
With the wrong tune played till it sounded right yah

Wrong
Wrong

Too long
Wrong

Too long
Wrong

Too long
Wrong

Too long
Wrong

Too long

I was born with the wrong sign
In the wrong house
With the wrong ascendancy
I took the wrong road
That led to the wrong tendencies
I was in the wrong place at the wrong time
For the wrong reason and the wrong rhyme
On the wrong day of the wrong week
I used the wrong method with the wrong technique

Wrong

Depeche mode - wrong.

I was born with the wrong sign
In the wrong house
With the wrong ascendancy
I took the wrong road
That led to the wrong tendencies
I was in the wrong place at the wrong time
For the wrong reason and the wrong rhyme
On the wrong day of the wrong week
Used the wrong method
with the wrong technique
Wrong

Theres something wrong with me
Chemically
Something wrong with me
Inherently
The wrong mix in the wrong genes
I reached the wrong ends
by the wrong means
It was the wrong plan
In the wrong hands
With the wrong theory for the wrong man
The wrong lies, on the wrong vibes
The wrong questions with the wrong replies
Wrong

I was marching to the wrong drum
With the wrong scum
Pissing out the wrong energy
Using all the wrong lines
And the wrong signs
With the wrong intensity
I was on the wrong page of the wrong book
With the wrong rendition of the wrong hook
Made the wrong move, every wrong night
With the wrong tune played
till it sounded right
Wrong

Too long
Wrong

I was born with the wrong sign
In the wrong house
With the wrong ascendancy
I took the wrong road
That led to the wrong tendencies
I was in the wrong place at the wrong time
For the wrong reason and the wrong rhyme
On the wrong day of the wrong week
Used the wrong method
with the wrong technique
Wrong