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SYSTEM ADDICT LYRICS
"Sickness and Wealth" (1993 Demo)
1. At Himself
2. His'n'Hers
3. Neutral Spirits
4. Lost In Connection
1. At Himself
He'd been dulling the knife for too long
Walking pupa wings still curled
If called pathetic
He used to argue
Pitched plant seedlings he's thrown away
Filled with rage, filled with rage
Filled with rage, filled with rage
Filled with rage at himself
Ha can't believe he'd walked in such circles
No more
Now he's ready, poised for hunger
No longer can he rely
On any other person than himself
Now he's ready, poised for hunger
No longer can he rely
On any other person than himself
Filled with rage, filled with rage
Filled with rage, filled with rage
Filled with rage at himself
2. His'n'Hers
He wants it, you've got it
He knows he can't have
But this doesn't stop him from watching tiny films
In which certain actions play upon the screen
Frustration always quick to accompany them
Plagued inside by the urge
Surge of power that he can't stop
Flower it does into a stress confess
His eyes do give'm away in a second realize
Do you?, do you?
Animal
He wants you dead
And her he wants to have
And she wants it, you've got it
She knows she can't have
But this doesn't stop him from watching tiny films
In which certain actions play upon the screen
Frustration always quick to accompany them
Plagued inside by the urge
Surge of power that he can't stop
Flower it does into a stress confess
His eyes do give'm away in a second realize
Do you? Do you?
Can you see it, can you see it
Can you see it, can you see it
Shining through, shining through, shining through
Can you see it, can you see it
Can you see it, can you see it
Shining through, shining through, shining through
Shining through
3. Neutral Spirits
Not my home, never ever will be
A prison, no dear privacy none at all
Pockets filled with lint nothing to replace it with
Just my hands while I'm sitting here
Clock hands wash away the hours
Something grabbed a hold of my soul
Things just seem so empty as of late
I can't feel that the wheel will never move again
I can only wait through these times
Rain when will it come?
Rain when will it come?
Work, dance that I do, will it summon the clouds?
Frown will I cast off this grey sullen shroud?
Gears will they move grinding turning away?
Questions that I ask through these dreadful days
Rain, when will it come?
Rain, when will it come?
I can't feel that the wheel will never move again
I can only wait through these times
Glasses filled with melting ice and liquor
Ashtrays soon to be combed over
Rolling swirls of smoke do twirl
Through beams of evening sun
4. Lost In Connection
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