Addictive

This is a wonderful song! I think it captures the essence of a relationship gone bad: the deceipt, twisting of words, the ability to put down the other person and make someone miserable, giving false hopes... all this that has become a habbit (although torturous), to the point where one feels addicted to the relationship.

Maxi Jazz is a phenominal lyricist/poet. he defies the conventional rap formula and truly speaks his poetry over trance club beats. Faithless deviates somewhat form their normal club constraints in this choon, but Maxi Jazz never fails to impress.

i particularly enjoy this lyric:

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

Mr. Jazz's words and analogies are filled with such passion and imagery that even seemingly mundane topics (Insomnia!) are given new life.

be sure to check out his work with 1 Giant Leap, the project of Faithless offshoot Jamie Catto.

Excellent song.

My corrections:

"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"

... "And by the edge of the night, where nobody belong, fingers are drumming... And that's where you come in." ... "I lead with a lie" ... and it's "self-BELIEF", not "believe"

Here's a complete re-write of the lyrics as I think they should read:

Chorus: Change around the words that you say, To suit me fine.

Maxi Jazz: Predictable behavior, I crave ya, I'm driven, You're my only livin' saviour. Sometimes I hate ya, But I'm whipped, Being led head down to the crypt. Restricted like a conscript, You love to bully, I place the blame with you, Fully.

Chorus: Change around the words that you say, To suit me fine... Make them mine.

Maxi Jazz 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 try 'na fan it! You don't know what you got 'til it's gone, I'm at the edge of the night, Where nobody belong, Fingers are drum'n', And that's where you come. (And that's there you come)

Chorus 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'm addicted)

Maxi Jazz: I have a daemon 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 seek nothing but constant supply, I can read every look in your eye. I lead with a lie: "Maybe our love will never die." Or, "Maybe it's the last time I make you cry." (haha!) 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)

Chorus: Change around the words that you say... To suit me fine... (I'm addicted)

Chorus: Listen to the voice of your head, It makes no sense. Take a rest. (I'm addicted) (I'm addicted) (I'm addicted) (Chorus singer: I'm addicted!) (I'm addicted)

I have a little problem, I have a daemon 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!

Chorus: 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, (I'm addicted) Take a rest. (I'm addicted) (I'm addicted) (I'm addicted) (I'm addicted)

And "Don't panic. It's only we TWO left on the planet."

Sorry. Pet peeve.

Oh. I think these are the real lyrics:

"I'm at the edge of the night where nobody belongs. And that's what you get." (That might be "cut" instead of "get".)

and

"Let's go away for the weekend Your life I will steal and descend with it into the pit"