98 percent of life is pure discomfort
Laways on the lockout for
Mind altering spec-tables
I try to move
I try to hide
But my hands are tied up
No way I'll improve
Got to keep up my delirium
Got to keep m nihilistic
Way of life true
Force my hands
Through the mist
First priority
As a clench my fists
I try to breathe
I try to feel
But my hands are tied
No way I'll improve
Got to keep up my delirium
Got to keep m nihilistic
Way of life true
That's the last of me you've
Got it in your pain
Your safe surroundings
Bores me to death
I'm blessed with the
Art of self implosion
My fuse burns faster
That even before
My, fuse, burns, faster
Drenched in hypodermic
Lustfull sensation
That nowadays seldom come
Construcdead - The Lustfull Lyrics
Construcdead - The Lustfull Lyrics
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98 percent of life is pure discomfort
Laways on the lockout for
Mind altering spec-tables
I try to move
I try to hide
But my hands are tied up
No way I'll improve
Got to keep up my delirium
Got to keep m nihilistic
Way of life true
Force my hands
Through the mist
First priority
As a clench my fists
I try to breathe
I try to feel
But my hands are tied
No way I'll improve
Got to keep up my delirium
Got to keep m nihilistic
Way of life true
That's the last of me you've
Got it in your pain
Your safe surroundings
Bores me to death
I'm blessed with the
Art of self implosion
My fuse burns faster
That even before
My, fuse, burns, faster
Drenched in hypodermic
Lustfull sensation
That nowadays seldom come
Laways on the lockout for
Mind altering spec-tables
I try to move
I try to hide
But my hands are tied up
No way I'll improve
Got to keep up my delirium
Got to keep m nihilistic
Way of life true
Force my hands
Through the mist
First priority
As a clench my fists
I try to breathe
I try to feel
But my hands are tied
No way I'll improve
Got to keep up my delirium
Got to keep m nihilistic
Way of life true
That's the last of me you've
Got it in your pain
Your safe surroundings
Bores me to death
I'm blessed with the
Art of self implosion
My fuse burns faster
That even before
My, fuse, burns, faster
Drenched in hypodermic
Lustfull sensation
That nowadays seldom come
Writer: CHRISTIAN ERICSON, JENS BROMAN, PER THYSELIUS, RICKARD DAHLBERG
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Performed By: Construcdead
Length: 3:43
Written by: CHRISTIAN ERICSON, JENS BROMAN, PER THYSELIUS, RICKARD DAHLBERG