Gimme your control

This wasn’t over

You thought we’d let it go

I’m not calling to reason

Some things you can never ignore yea

Thought you’d finished the job

Called me to clean it up

I took if off the lot

Ooh I’m not looking any of you in the eye yea

East side, up high

Bright lights, no sky

We stay on top

You want control

I want it more

I can not stop

Everyone can wonder while I wait

Who are you to say that Im the same old mistake

The more you follow me, the more you lose your mind

Theres more to see than what you’re gonna find