But I think God has a sick sense of humor
Depeche Mode - Blasphemous Rumours
Girl of sixteen, whole life ahead of her Slashed her Wrists
, bored with life Did not Succeed
, thank the Lord For small mercies
Fighting back the tears, mother reads the note again Sixteen candles burn
in her mind
She Takes the blame, ITS
Always the same She goes down on her knees and prays
I dont want to start any blasphemous rumours
But I think that gods got a sick sense of humor
And when I die I expect to find him laughing
Girl of eighteen, fell in love with everything
Found new life in jesus christ
Hit by a car, ended up
On a life support machine
Summers day, as she passed away
Birds were singing in the summer sky
Then came the rain, and once again
A tear fell from her mothers eye
I dont want to start any blasphemous rumours
But I think that gods got a sick sense of humor
And when I die I expect to find him laughing
Depeche Mode - Rumores blasfemos
A sixteen year old girl with life ahead of her Slashed her wrists
,
bored with life Did not succeed, thank the Lord for small mercies
back the tears, mother reads the note again Sixteen candles
burn in her mind She takes the blame, as always kneels and prays
not want to start any blasphemous rumors
But I think God has a sick sense of humor
And when I die I hope to meet them laughing
A girl of eighteen years
fell in love with everything Found new life in Jesus Christ
hit by a car, ended on a machine
artificial life
One summer day while birds sang
died in the summer sky
Then came the rain, and once again A tear fell
the eye of his mother
not want to start any blasphemous rumors But I think
that God has a sick sense of humor
And when I die I hope to meet them laughing
Depeche Mode - Blasphemous Rumours (On German TV)
Depeche Mode - Blasphemous Rumours ( extended version)
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