Guzo - Control Songtexte

Songtexte Control - Guzo




Maybe I'm Icarus
Up and coming
Ambition's so much higher then what it seems that I am becoming
Every time I fall in love I just end up running
And I've been staring at the sun and it feels like I'm burning but no
I'm not giving up any chances
Of letting me down cause I know I'm advancing
Not delusion, denial or whatever they said
I'm going higher and I promise that I'll make it there
I know my only path and I'm not straying off it
I've backed myself into a corner swear that there is no chance
Of doubt, taking me out
The one that thinks out loud
Proud, what need to shout
So much louder to a crowd
I'm a different kind of unkind
Selfishness roams in my mind
Exclusively blind to any and all binds
I'm just holding on so I can leave at any time
It's called control
I'm in control
I'm in control
I'm in control (I'm in control)
Used to cry at things minimal
Now detrimental atrocities don't affect my mental
I'm like a wall but still transparent
I'm like a kid but still apparent
I don't break but there's always cracks
Look away act like I don't notice that
Nothing matters we're all just matter
An atom a speck, minuscule moment through an incredible trek
Teenager issues I never paid a care for any of that
Looking at everything as a memory far back
But I mean while in the present I look at it as a moment
A moment fleeting and nothing important
That's worth being upset about
I'm feeling nothing, don't let it out
I'm too logical and it drowns it out
But maybe it's for the better
Cause I don't feel that it matters
All of these miniscule matters
All of these miniscule matters
It just doesn't matter
I don't wanna believe
Don't care about the moments happen to me
I wanna believe
This is all pointless you see
I'm in control, I'm in control
Of my feelings
Maybe that's why I don't feel anything at all
So far in the future that I'm past time
People take away control in their pass time
I've been wasting all my time in my past life
I don't see a future, living in a past lie
I'm so lost and confused and out of luck
I'm begging for control but, don't get enough
I'm not in my element
I'm sorry, this is my last line



Autor(en): ágúst þengill Atlason



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