Addiction Lyrics - Ain't It Dead Yet (live) - Skinny Puppy

Desperate, deranged 

Talking in my sleep again 

Eyes twitch, retain 

A sentimental something 

Looked torn 

And we burned and burned 

I was a cinder body soul 

In my dreams 

Breakdown amid the mixtures 

Avoid addictive plea 

Responding disillusion 

Encrusted cruelty 

Describe why nails enclose me 

Eating oh so easily 

But there exists a lot of reasons 

To support fatality 

Abstinence possessed 

Hardly what you think it is 

Hearts beat, positive 

(My heart beat) 

Provided there's progress 

Ignorance does insist 

Of the right coffin 

Took some food, offered me 

Can't see myself, drank the wine 

Wished the feverish burst of terror 

Breakdown amid the mixtures 

Avoid addictive plea 

Insist that nothing happened 

Chilled bloodless fatigue 

Recharge with bitterness 

Fanatics beckoning 

Mistook a look impassioned 

Absorbed with clarity 

Consciousness 

Drifts away 

[incomprehensible] 

Discarded memory 

Packaged shelf life 

Bad display 

Breakdown amid the mixtures 

Avoid addictive plea 

Insist that nothing happened 

Chilled bloodless fatigue 

So pound the nails in tight 

Eyes screaming out of sight 

Against the grain like curtain 

Unbearably alive 

Misty eyed