Construcdead - The Lustfull lyrics

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 d**h 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