Paroles
I don't need a guru
Maybe you do, maybe voodoo
Could be the thing I need
To cut the body from the brain
Well, I don't need a leader
Sleazy healer, bottom feeder
No, I'm dubious and I know that you're dubious as well
I don't need a favor
In lieu of good behavior
I'm no savior
I'm no student of the soul
Well, don't you understand?
Your head is in the hands
Ain't you curious?
Ain't you curious at all?
These disappointments weigh
Heavy on the souls
Who breach the darkness
With their eyes closed
The rhythm of hypocrisy
Is steady as a clock, you see
I'm furious and I know that you're furious as well
And it's not reciprocity
Or just a curiosity
No, I'm dubious
Yeah, I'm dubious of this
I don't need a guru
Maybe you do, maybe voodoo
Could be the thing I need
To get my heart out of my hands
Well, don't you understand?
Your head is in the sand
Ain't you curious?
Ain't you curious at all?
These disappointments weigh
Heavy on the souls
Who breach the darkness
With their eyes closed