Addictive
- Faithless (2006)You are listening to the song Addictive by Faithless, writer by Ayalah Bentovim;Maxi Jazz;Pauline Taylor;Rollo Armstrong in album Renaissance 3D: Faithless (CD1: Studio). The highest quality of audio that you can download is flac . Also, you can play quality at 32kbps, view lyrics and watch more videos related to this song.
Lyrics
Change around the words that you say to suit me fine.
Predictable behavior, I crave ya
I'm driven, you're my only living savior
Sometimes I hate ya, but I'm whipped
Being led head down to the crypt
Restricted like a conscript you loved to bully
I place the blame with you fully.
Change around the words that you said to suit me fine
Make them mine.
Listen, don't panic
There's only we two left on the planet
I can explain
I know it happened again.
It's manic
I'm standing in the flame trying to fan it
You don't know what you got till it's gone
I'm at the edge of the night where nobody belong
Fingers are drumming
And that's where you come in
And that's where you come.
Change around the words that you say to suit me fine
Make them mine
Listen to the voice in your head
It makes no sense, take a rest
(I'm addicted)
I have a demon for a wife
He delights in your pretty face and he hates my life
Takes notes on how to provoke past grief
Makes my teeth decay with the last of my self-belief.
Feed all day from underneath like a thief
I'm left weak, barely able to speak
I see nothing but constant supply
I can read every look in your eye.
I leave with a lie
Maybe our love will never die
Or, maybe it's the last time I make you cry
Make my appeal like the condemned
Let's go away for the weekend.
Your life I will steal
And descend with it into the pit
I'm addicted.
Change around the words that you say to suit me fine
(I'm addicted)
Listen to the voice in your head
It makes no sense, take a rest
(I'm addicted)
I'm addicted
I'm addicted
I'm addicted
I'm addicted.
I have a little problem
I have a demon for a wife
He delights in your pretty face and he hates my life
Takes notes on how to provoke past grief
Makes my teeth decay with the last of my self-belief.
Change around the words that you say to suit me fine
Make them mine
(I'm addicted)
Listen to the voice in your head
It makes no sense, take a rest
(I'm addicted)
I'm addicted
I'm addicted
I'm addicted
I'm addicted.
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