P.M.A

Lyrics

Back in that day it was such a thrill as we ride the train to the bottom of this hill Met this guy he popped some pills It makes me feel... So far so good start to consume, caps and mushrooms I don't think I want to leave this room It was night, satellite, I'm alright Chorus: Control is fucking gone (That's what's gone) Split that, snap your wrist pop your back lay down flat, BREATH IN And let this take you away... To a place laced in piles of your own spit. I'm so sick of it Man I've got to quit I CAN'T QUIT! Bastard, why are you breaking me down, cover me up Bastard, why are you breaking me down, cover me up, COVER ME COVER Control is fucking gone (Thats what's gone)