Illusion of Control
This morning I got paid
With a bullet to my brain
When my harsh reality
Hit me like colliding trains
Been a while I said I'd go
So I finally quit my job
To regain a sense of hope
The illusion of control
Well at last I've seen the light
And it doesn't rhyme with pride
In the beauty of this fight
Our wreckages collide
On a comet in the dark
On a planetary chart
A collision of our souls
Our illusion of control
With a bullet to my brain
When my harsh reality
Hit me like colliding trains
Been a while I said I'd go
So I finally quit my job
To regain a sense of hope
The illusion of control
Well at last I've seen the light
And it doesn't rhyme with pride
In the beauty of this fight
Our wreckages collide
On a comet in the dark
On a planetary chart
A collision of our souls
Our illusion of control
Credits
Writer(s): Raoul Maccamley
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