Lyrics

Every single story told is a weapon of war I won't patronise with hope, scratch slogans on your walls We could bargain for more Or watch standards surely fall It's a criminal defeat, we're always bruised but never sore Never sore So always know That I got control I got control of my little life I'm comfortable A pill bitter to the taste, that I swallowed by mistake An assumed ignorance won't be an excuse I'll ever make So I'm spinning towards the shore Full of tales of foreign wars Trying hard to see the part of death you're celebrating I got control I got contol of my little life I'm comfortable I own the world I've got the right to sneer at men I'll never know I own the world I got control The beginning is tied into the end