I have a place in the world of destruction
I have these hands but nothing much to do
Another year, another year of elections
But turning off there was nothing there for you.
And when my heart beats, I'm no victim.
And when my voice breaks here its out of love
Can't you tell by the way they carry
Evermore evermore it's never enough
And when you're gone
They don't leave the document of what you've done
Lights come and gone
Under glass underneath some system
Under some sign that would tell us the way to go.
When they come they come to correct you.
Reasons for wrong, something you'll never know.
And when you're gone, they don't leave the document
of what you've done
Lights come and gone
You can see it, You can read about it
I can stay or you can go
You can hear it, you can talk about it
But you'll never know
Control
Sync a beat and come
along the wire baby
control
You think you have control
but you were lying to yourself
lying to yourself
lying to yourself