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 within you

Feel the fever coming
You´re shaking and twitching
You can scratch all over
But that won´t stop you itching

Can you feel a little love
Can you feel a little love

Dream on dream on

Blame it on your karmic curse
Oh shame upon the universe
It knows its lines
It´s well rehearsed

It sucked you in, it dragged you down
To where there is no hallowed ground
Where holiness is never found

Paying debt to karma
You party for a living
What you take won´t kill you
But careful what you´re giving

Can you feel a little love
Can you feel a little love

Dream on dream on

Words and Music by Martin L Gore
[c] 2001 EMI Music Publishing Ltd. London WC2H 0EA.
Assigned by Grabbing Hands Music Ltd