Текст песни Control - NoCo

How I wish to have control on my thoughts
But I don't
How I wish to have your love back
But I don't, not for now

How I wish to own your smile
But I can't see your face
How I risk, I risk it all
For control, of my soul
Control
It's all about control
Every dictatorship has one obsession
And that's it.
So, in ancient Rome,
They gave the people
Bread and circuses.
They kept the populace
Busy with entertainment.
But other dictatorships use other
Other strategies to control ideas.
The knowledge.
How do they do that?
Lower education.
They limit culture.
Censor information.
They censor any means of individual expression.
And it's important to remember this,
That this is a pattern
That repeats itself
Throughout history.
Okay.

How I wish to see you're back
But you're not, and you're gone
How I wish to have control
Of my thoughts,
Of my soul,
Of your love...
Of your love...
Of your love...
Of your love...