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I've been down the street
A thousand times this week
Searching and believing a sweet rose can aid me in
Caught up in my moods
A record I ensue
I wanna see a face I know one that I can use
I hope that it can be you too ooh ooh
A thousand times this week
Searching and believing a sweet rose can aid me in
Caught up in my moods
A record I ensue
I wanna see a face I know one that I can use
I hope that it can be you too ooh ooh
Lyrics submitted by mlincoln
Track duration: 02:42
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"I wanna see a face I know one that I can use" is the pivotal line -- it's like he's realizing that in his desires/fantasies that are directed at whatever person, a Ms. X or whatever, he's not worried about her perspective and everything that informs it (HER desires, needs, etc.). Daily drudgery has kind of turned him into this zombie* who can only hunger for this basic need for connection and companionship. This sort of need is typically considered a positive component our human makeup (I.e. associated with "love"), but the line about a face he can "use" and the strangely ominous atmosphere (*kind of what I was getting at with the 'zombie' thing) suggests that there's a bleak undercurrent to such needs that usually goes undiscussed. The idea that your hopes are based around using someone to fill a hole that the cold world has cut into you.