Control Lyrics - Singles - The Dying Arts

Control 

Twisting in me, how did it start 

So unaware, falling apart 

Sign of the times, drawing the line 

Waiting to feel, hoping I'll find 

Waiting outside, waiting alone 

Clutching my pride, denial of being alone 

Losing control, fall on my feet 

Eager to please, eager to speak 

Try to fit in, playing the part 

Hoping I'll be, same as they are 

Sleeping through days, pounding of time 

Ticking away, patience my crime 

Living outside, living alone 

Never a fear, never of being alone 

Ocean of ghosts, time in the air 

Wade in the tide, they won't despair 

Cynical drifts, paying no doubt 

We never learn, crash and we're out 

Close to the clear, a moment I had 

Is it supposed, supposed to bleed this bad