Addiction
Skinny Puppy
Cleanse, Fold, and Manipulate (1987)

desperate deranged talking in my sleep again eyes twitch retain a sentimental something looked lorn and we burned and burned I was a cinder body soul in my dreams breakdown amidst the mixtures avoid addictive plea responding disillusion encrusted cruelty describe why nails enclose me eating so evenly there exists a lot of reasons to support fatality abstinence possessed hardly what you think it is hearts beat positive 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 amidst 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 discarded memory packaged shelf life bad display breakdown amidst the mixtures avoid addictive plea excessive necromances comfort is treachery so pound the nails in tight eyes screaming out of sight against a grain like curtain unbearably alive