Paroles de Control
These purple eyes are symptoms of me sleeping each night less and less:I just lay there facing up, drunk and undressed.
Is a window open? I am cold.
Two years of smoke low and behold
I'm willing to breathe all of this right back in.
Is it how you knock unsure but twice or how you're trying to play nice
Maybe you should just kick down the door.
Oh, oh, oh
It was the day the snow all melted
That I really think you felt it sinking in.
It had me wondering just where your head was at.
I'm getting sick of simply thinking;
Three nights a week devoted drinking it away.
It had you wondering just where my head was at.
I laughed when I heard the word 'control'
We're all just swimmin' in a bowl; you can kill us or let us fucking swim.
I'm getting a message in morse code, from my heart asking to explode.
I'll reply: "please just wait your turn".
Oh, oh, oh
It was the day the snow all melted
That I really think you felt it sinking in.
and everybody sang woe
and everybody sang woe
It was the day the snow all melted
That I really think you felt it sinking in.
It had me wondering just where your head was at.
I'm getting sick of simply thinking;
Three nights a week devoted drinking it away.
It had you wondering just where my head was at.
It was the day, it was the day, it was the day
Ooh
Oh, oh, oh
It was the day the snow all melted
That I really think you felt it sinking in.
It had me wondering just where your head was at.
I'm getting sick of simply thinking;
Three nights a week devoted drinking it away.
It had you wondering just where my head was at.
I laughed when I heard the word 'control'
We're all just swimmin' in a bowl; you can kill us or let us fucking swim.
I'm getting a message in morse code, from my heart asking to explode.
I'll reply: "please just wait your turn".
Oh, oh, oh
It was the day the snow all melted
That I really think you felt it sinking in.
and everybody sang woe
and everybody sang woe
It was the day the snow all melted
That I really think you felt it sinking in.
It had me wondering just where your head was at.
I'm getting sick of simply thinking;
Three nights a week devoted drinking it away.
It had you wondering just where my head was at.
It was the day, it was the day, it was the day
Ooh
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