Burnout 27
Control
There's busy streets in busy towns
Full of busy people hurrying around
I don't wanna join them, that much I know
I wanna remain in some control
Control
I feel this rage at everyone around
Instead of picking me up they drag me down
To the point where I cant move And I can't breathe cos I got no control
Control
But there's no way to avoid
Becoming hectic and paranoid
Junk and crap we're always sold
We're losing grip cause we got no control
Control
From Letras Mania