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I will never live again in the waking world,

I pacify the mind of the Broken One,

You all got me wrong...

You don't understand,

He would never call me by that name.

Neurosis.

D'you know,

There is a man he thinks he is...

'Lover of the real',

Never satisfied with what I say,

I wish he would die,

If I had a head I'd shake it in disgust.

Neurosis.

Unclean spirit...

There was a time

The called me a minion of Beelzebub,

So what ya gonna do?

I seem to spend most of my time

Behind your enemy lines,

Well that's fine...'cause I'm here to fight.

Who is the enemy within?

Neurosis.

I will never be who I want to be,

But that's OK.

I've never never known him anyhow.

You don't know one hell of a lot, son,

Do ya?