I don't need a guru Maybe you do, maybe voodoo Could be the thing I need To cut the body from the brain But I don't need a leader Sleazy eater, bottom feeder No I'm dubious and I know that you're dubious as well I don't need a favour In lieu of good behaviour I'm no saviour I'm no student of the soul What don't you understand? You're head is in their 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 curiousity 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 What don't you understand? You're 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