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