Control - Scanners
When the sirens call
Will you have no control
So your heart it aches
Cause you were born without brakes
You were born without brakes
You were raised for a fall
Can you hear me now
And you have no control
There's a golden age
Through the bars of your cage
Through a twist of fate
You became what you hate
Yeah you became what you hate
You gave into them all
Through a twist of fate
You will be sorry too late
So sweet so cold
You must follow
It takes control
Now I'm over you
Are you over me too
Just a number now
Still I'm working it out
And I am working it out
Jibberish
But I'm over you
Are you over me too
So sweet so cold
You must follow
It takes control
