Woorden: EARSHOT. Control.

Stuck inside
A world inside my head
A place where I think too much
A place that no one can touch
My Godforsaken fear
And though I don't pray enough I want to

I want to thank you for the tears I've cried
Hope you gave to me
I want to show you what I've kept inside
That takes control of me

Thought sometimes
I was left behind
Alone and all by myself
Forced to look at myself
I never will believe
Things they say to me

I want to thank you for the tears I've cried
Hope you gave to me
I want to show you what I've kept inside
That takes control of me, control of me
Control of me, control of me

Line up the bottles to complete this grief
I've held on to for so long
An angry soul I reap unto the people
That have ever tried to do me wrong

I want to thank you for the tears I've cried
Hope you gave to me
I want to show you what I've kept inside
That takes control of me, control of me
Control of me, control of me