Control

It's 10am and your coffee's staining the counter
Stayed up all night tiny bites in your pencil lead
Outside the cold leaves cracks and your hands like leather
The faucet leaks as you weep at the last thing he said

Control it's an illusion
Control you take what you get
Control dancing along
Feeling lost in the Music
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It's 2am and the streets washed clean with the weather
The brick reflects your trench coat as you duck from the wind
Inside you pockets bits of receipt paper
Can't remember what you bought or why the print's faded

Control
It's an illusion
Control you. take what you get
Control like dancing along
Feeling lost in the music
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