Ugly Needs - Miniature Tigers

Trust me, if I could control it, it’d be under control

It’s ugly;

(so ugly) so ugly it has a mind of its own

Crush it, smash it to pieces, keep it hidden away

Baby, how did we get so lucky?

We ditched our evil spirits for the light

Nothing feels heavy when you’re close to me

My ugly needs have vanished

Baby, how did we get so lucky?

We ditched our evil spirits for the light

Nothing feels heavy when you’re close to me

My ugly needs have vanished