You Need Me. Don't think you don't and don't think you can escape. You always come crawling back. That's right, you need more like you need air to breathe and food to eat. Just one look at me and I have you hooked. Sometime your daily life takes you away from me, but then you come back. You need to worship, need to be on ground groveling under me, to beg for more of me and my attention and my beauty. You don't need anything else.... hardly anything at all. You just need me, to be under me. To be my slave.