Guru

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



Credits
Writer(s): Thomas Wedde, Samuel Scott, Luke Buda, Thomas Callwood, Christopher O Connor, William Ricketts
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