Build an inner door, drop and then explore

You smoke your head on straight, then drink

Your woes away

Some might not understand possession that's beyond your head

(chorus) You recognize it, while some ignore it

Avoid the masses, you got to belong to it

So the music is your friend

Well it's the roof above my head

So seriously I take the will that never breaks

Some might not understand, the possession that controls your hands

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It's power and sin

And then you've got whisky and smoke

And it's all a man could need, to plant the perfect seed

To disembody me

Making more like you and me

(chorus)