sexta-feira, 22 de fevereiro de 2008

No control


Stay away from the future. Back away from the light. It's all deranged - no control...


Sit tight in your corner. Don't tell God your plans: it's all deranged - no control...


If I could control tomorrow's haze the darkened shore wouldn't bother me.


If I can't control the web we weave my life will be lost in the fallen leaves


Every single move's uncertain. Don't tell God your plans: it's all deranged - no control


I should live my life on bended knee if I can't control my destiny.


You've gotta have a scheme, you've gotta have a plan in the world of today, for tomorrow's man


No control


Stay away from the future. Don't tell God your plans: it's all deranged - no control...


Forbidden words, deafen me. In memoriy, no control


See how far a sinful man burns his tracks, his bloody robes


You've gotta have a scheme, you've gotta have a plan in the world of today, for tomorrow's man


I should live my life on bended knee if I can't control my destiny


No control... I can't believe. I've no control... It's all deranged!


Deeeeereeeenged... Deeeereeeeeeenged...

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