Addiction (aka ghost of modern time)

Depeche Mode

I can't help it, I'm not sure what to do 
Does seem crazy, no good for my health 
I've seen the doctor, he's come to look at me 
If you don't believe it, don't believe 

Closer all the time, Closer all the time 
Closer all the time, Closer all the time 

Now I'm saying how I'm going to need a pill 
I need you like a drug to keep my fill 
I can't remember everything I do 
Now I put them, it's only good to you 

Closer all the time, Closer all the time 
Closer all the time, Closer all the time 

You can't help but look me in the eye 
While I come running, I don't know why 
It's an addiction, image of love 
Your heart pushing, angel from above 

Closer all the time, Closer all the time 
Closer all the time, Closer all the time 
Closer all the time, Closer all the time 
Close!