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i want to be real

not some conscience to myself

the way you worship

never ending

some idol who's pretending to be true

how you put upon yourself

a man who never seems

to answer to you words

so go and make me over

i'm a fly upon your neck

you can't control me

i have my words

my voice

my strengths

my choice

and i can cut as deep

just as deep as i need

don't want your advice

cos i've made up my own mind

the way you bore me with the stories

of far and distant times

i've heard it before

so don't try that on me

the way you worship

never-ending

some idol who's pretending to be true

it could be you

brainwashed by the lies

it's no surprise

that you'd wanna waste your time

i'm a fly upon your neck

you can't control me

i have my words

my voice

my strengths

my choice

and i can cut as deep

just as deep as i need