Seldom do I tell you. That I need you in the way that I do. Pretended we were opposites. But it's not the truth of it. I denied you. Physical and feminine. These are just the words that we use. They don't mean a thing. When I got the blues. I feel. The bad blood rising. It's real. Like I'm somebody else. I ran to California. Felt the water at my feet. But I still got a dark side of me. Sippy-cup adrenaline. Tryin' to make the skeleton move. I treat myself like firewood. Even though I knew I could. Learn to adore you. With me like a shadow. But I always had to hide it away. But then I let it grow. Too big for the cage. I feel. The bad blood rising. It's real. Like I'm somebody else. I know I can't afford to let this overtake me. But I still got a dark side. I feel. The bad blood rising. It's real. Like I'm somebody else. I always tried to warn you there are casualties. 'Cause I still got a dark side of me. I still got a dark side of me