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I need it more than the smokers need Tobacco Row?I need it more than the tokers need the seeds they sow?I need to be more than equal with you?Well there?s no such thing as an empty dream, let the vanishing idols stay, let my demons have their own way and when the beggar comes to pray, hear him say? I need it more than winners need victory?s glow?I need it more than the sinner needs to cleanse his soul?I need to be more than equal with you?Well there?s no such thing as a pimpless thrill, let the whore do what she will, but let those who take her become ill?She needs to be more than equal with you?I?m open I?m giving I?m bent on believing I have what it takes to succeed, but it must be my passion that drives me to greed after things that I don?t even need?Well there?s no such thing as a hopeful end, let the vultures of time pretend, let my enemies be my friends, and when the beggar comes to pray, hear him say?He needs to be more than equal with you, I need to be more than equal with you?