Depeche Mode - Soft Touch/Raw Nerve Lyrics

Have I got a soft touch?
Have I got a soft touch?
Is my radar that off?
Is my radar that off?

I'm thinking that you're sinking and I'll drown
I've got a confession, your depression will take me down

Am I on the right track?
Am I on the right track?
Have I picked a bad time?
Have I picked a bad time?

It's seeming that you're dreaming through my eyes
But why protest when your success is my prize?

Oh brother, give me a helping hand
Oh brother, tell me you understand

Have I hit a raw nerve?
Have I hit a raw nerve?
Have I got a soft touch?
Have I got a soft touch?

I'm thinking, that you're sinking and I'll drown
I've got a suspicion that your position is unsound

Oh brother, give me a helping hand
Oh brother, tell me you understand

Have I hit a raw nerve?
Have I hit a raw nerve?
Have I got a soft touch?
Have I got a soft touch?

Have I hit a raw nerve?
Have I hit a raw nerve?
Have I got a soft touch?
Have I got a soft touch?