Depeche Mode - Hole to feed

We are ^Dmhere We can l^Fove We share som^Aething I'm s^Dmure that you m^Fean the world to ^Ame Your n^Dmame was the one that was always chosen Your words and your kindness have set me f^Eree Sh^Dmame has a hold that has kept us frozen You opened my eyes to a world that I could be^Elieve

A^Cnd words can leave you b^Gmroken inside You'll have to de^Fcide I'm hanging ^Gmon to my pride

We are h^Dmere We can lo^Fve We share som^Aething I'm s^Dmure that you m^Fean the world to ^Ame When you g^Dmet what you n^Feed There's no way of kn^Aowing What you'll h^Dmave is ano^Fther hole to f^Aeed The games t^Dmhat we're playing, they've left us hoping The gift that we have, the life that we br^Eeathe

Th^Cis world can leave you br^Gmoken inside With now^Fhere to hide I'm hanging ^Gmon to my pride

We are h^Amere We've been cho^Fsen We've been ble^Gmssed with a place We need to find and then o^Bbpen

We are h^Dmere We can lo^Fve We share some^Athing I'm s^Dmure that you m^Fean the world to ^Ame When you ^Dmget what you n^Feed There's no way of kno^Awing What you'll h^Dmave is an^Fother hole to f^Aeed