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 (chorus)x2 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)