{title: Fly On The Windscreen-Final}
{subtitle: Depeche Mode - 'Black Celebration' (86)}
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Death is everywhere
There are flies on the windscreen
For a start
Reminding us
We could be torn apart
Tonight
Death is everywhere
There are lambs for the slaughter
Waiting to die
And I can sense
The hours slipping by
Tonight
Come here
Kiss me
Now []
Come here
Kiss me
Now []
Death is everywhere
The more I look
The more I see
The more I feel
A sense of urgency
Tonight
Come here
Touch me
Kiss me
Touch me
Now []
Touch me
Touch me
There are flies on the windscreen
There are lambs for the slaughter
There are flies on the windscreen
Come here
Touch me
Kiss me
Touch me
Now []
Touch me
Touch me
{comment: for chorus}