I can't stop- can't stop thinking About you at all I called you up to come on round tonight You wouldn't give a straight answer But you wouldn't say no
my last goodbye This nightmare ends, you?re asleep now get up I set my friends on fire, I know I?ve lost control I see you?ve lost your smile as this
they dare to question you Just tell them that our love is true They buy your dreams so they can sell your soul Is it any wonder we've lost control?
to hide People screaming Burn to ash Fear of dying Guess who's lost Pray to live No more hope Day of doom Scorching flesh Radiation Lost control Bust
games, bugs, and funneling cash I rob anyone, a lawyer with a gun in his stash Beneath, the remains of human ash, the gun and the ?bag? Gangsta, Sherry
deal wit my adaptive difficulty faster And question my projected technique as a rapper I've lost interest in the battle glory and glamor But I cant control
and dad think that we've lost our minds They're just terrified of all new things Opticon is here to lead us Opticon is in control So quick to change
i let it ride ive dug my grave and locked my door no prayers gonna save me now this machines superficial fate just awaits ive lost all control of my
fall nowhere else left to hide people screaming burn to ash fear of dieing guess who lost Pray to live no more hope day of doom scorching flesh radiation lost control
reasons why Faces from the past looking me in the eye. Now the light has come Breaking form the east Someday we can find somewhere To rest in peace. I lost my control
it ride I've dug my grave and locked my door No prayers gonna save me now This machines superficial fate just awaits I've lost all control of my world
Our instincts are inhuman but it's not our will Walking through the ash our mission is to kill As we keep walking the earth turning black With sword in
Sol, La, Si-Do These are the tones that will activate your ohms Who have lost their faith, who have lost their hope Who have lost their point, who have lost
last goodbye, this nightmare ends, you?re asleep now, get up. I set my friends on fire. I think I?ve lost control, I see you?ve lost your smile as this
kindness if I could make it all go away, I'd have no use for this heart Ash If this body merely burning out of control for you is enough, I'd
through squads I split em' come, come, drop the sewer Should I hit em' up on some 'Pac Shakur shit? On top of the globe, givin' the world violence, wants control
games, bugs, and funneling cash I rob anyone, a lawyer with a gun in his stash Beneath, the remains of human ash, the gun and the ?bagel? Gangsta, Sherry
