Control

Thinning airflow through a narrow hallway
Hanging heads from the billboards, hoping to entertain
I hear the circle resonate
You're all nameless faces to me
I'm merely a short daydream
I helped you get through nothing

And if you look real close
Hands held under the thorns
Keep you proud of the unknown
I'm your toy when things get shallow
I'm under your control

Press your face to wood floor, you're the grain
Here's a savior for when you don't feel anything
I am what you want me to be
Ripped right out in front of me
Was on the edge of your everything
Now something gets in the way
Innocence sedates your memory
The misbelief in anything
I see you on every city street
Looking for me to fix your pain

And if you look real close
Hands held under the thorns
Keep you proud of the unknown
I'm your toy when things get shallow
It swallows everyone
You don't hold enough to show
Anything for what you've done
I'm your toy when things get shallow
I'm under your control

(I've wished for this)
Well, my attention comes and goes ever since
And I (I've dreamt of this)
Well, it is never clean behind the film we're staring at

And if you look real close
Hands held under the thorns
Keep you proud of the unknown
I'm your toy when things get shallow
It swallows everyone
You don't hold enough to show
Anything for what you've done
I'm your toy when things get shallow
I'm under your control
I'm under your control



Credits
Writer(s): Nicholas Ryan Hamm, Mathew James Keith Kerekes, Ryland Lee Oehlers, Eric William Hamm, Jake Anthony Duhaime
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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