Control Songtext
von Jonathan Crean

Well, I′m not innocent
I burned this house to the ground
So, I'm still finding traces
In places that I′ve never seen before
And I wonder if you find me desperate?


Whenever you get back behind
The wheel of your truck
And the morning comes
Will you still feel like giving up?
Knowing that the one
Is a needle
Stuck playing a dead song

Have I lost control?
You've heard me wrong
You'll frame it as you do
The only light I′ve seen for days
No one gets paid
Til′ the bullet finds it's
Resting place