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control

Control
That magic word
Sends heroin to my brain
But what i want to do
I cannot do
My desires are all in vain

Control
Oh how i lack
That sweet little seven lettered word
I am merely thrown under the feet
Of that mindless herd

Control
You have ruined me
From not only the lack there-of
But you have made me a puppet
On the strings of the puppeteers above