Liam Lynch — Fake Depeche Mode Song lyrics

Lyrics

Well I’m not pretty or good to the eye
Never left my room till 25
If I were happy would you punish me?
Tie me up and call it therapy?
Miserable life, miserable life
Miserable life, miserable life
Miserable life, miserable life
Miserable life
Let me be your perfect scratching post
Your father, son, and your holy ghost
Make my devotion turn right back on me Don’t push me down and call me a wussy
Miserable life, miserable life
Miserable life, miserable life
Miserable life, miserable life
(Miserable life)
Devotion!
(Miserable life)
Emotion!
(Miserable life)
Depression!
(Miserable life)
Obsession!
You can’t see me because I’m wearing black