Beat my bloody fist to a pulpThen I'll switch handsGotta prove that I'm a worthy manPrivileged to be in god's domainA monumental taskSo listen obey and better never ask
Good at making the callBent over backwardsGood at breaking the fall - repair meI mourn your blighted lifeBent over backwardsBut on this we'll agreeWe hate people that we don't like
Control, control - control issues
Force fed until I hurt, regurgitateIndulgence is my mateHonest righteousness, public to be damnedThrow in the towel and give the king a handCan't control my choiceA waver in the voiceGotta cut the ties that bind
Can't get grounded
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