| What was it, something that I realised
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| A need inside me took me by surprise
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| I see two sides now, I just don’t know
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| Subjected now an addict of control
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| Mirror yourself if you can even try
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| Gaze deep into god’s sleepy eye
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| Arabesques in my cold burn freeze
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| Deliverance upon my dirty knees
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| Dominator life’s blood, my need
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| The balance in my hands, the life blood seed
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| Underneath a hood of stars, I realised just who you are
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| Oh, my October thorns in my side
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| It makes me wonder will the need subside
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| You miscalculated the algebra of need
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| I died for you, now why shouldn’t you return the favour
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| You’ve come to learn junkie of control
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| The more you push the stuff, the more it flows
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| Twist the plot of demand supply
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| A grim reflection of both you and I
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| Now I know just who you really are
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| I realised just who I really am
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| Now I know just who I really am
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| I wrote this little rock 'n' roll riff at 3:00 AM in the
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| morning, sitting in my room. |
| Took it to practice the
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| next day, arranged it, Mr. Gregory had lyrics a few
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| weeks later. |
| Here it is. |
| Mike |