Travels in Scorpio

TRAVELS IN SCORPIO

Got me some cruise control.
Taking over your wheel.
I know what you want and I know what you need.
I know these roads better than you do it seems.

Got me some cruise control.
Taking over your wheel.
To spell on your weakness
To taste of that blood.
To revel in hierarchies and dance with the righteous.

Taking over your wheel.
So who's steering mine?

Termination in progress.

This is not the same alpha.
Not the same conclusion.

Barbed wire round the pike.
We share the dirt
But not the road.

Cross these lines along the way
And on that ground, there is love.
Duck under, we will find us there.
This is our playing field.

But I will not veer from my aisle.
Nor longer take you by the hand.
These lanes are too narrow.
I can't stand your landscape
And you never could keep my pace.
This is how love turns to hate.

Just give it an hour, a day or a week
And somewhere again, we meet.
These roads cross so often
They can't be ignored.
And it's lonely out there in the heat.

So I turn off the cruise control,
Take over my wheel.

Termination in progress.