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Wake up, wake up, we're in battle royale

Blind hate is justified

Judgment comes from the authors

A black sheep trending for the next blind slaughter

A little knowledge is a dangerous thing

We're going blind when the choir sings (Choir sings)

What's the flavor of the month?

When all logic dies for the sake of a hunch

Control, it's all control

It pollutes our soul

Do you know what you're breathing in?

What made us lose control, it's all control

A taste for blood, you better run

Don't want our backs against the wall

Get up, get up, we're stuck in the mud

Locked in a state of mind

The deaf, the blind, the silent

Feeds on the fat of an ignorant diet

Stray from the path, no compromise

Don't let fear control your mind

Break away and own yourself

Question everything, worship nothing

Control, it's all control

It pollutes our soul

Do you know what you're breathing in?

What made us lose control, it's all control

A taste for blood, you better run

Don't want our backs against the wall

It's burning through our skin

The fear of everything

The fear is bound within

We're paying for our sins

With borrowed thoughts we're set to fail

We'll never sing a word again

We're set to fail, going straight to the grave

We're set to fail, we have lost our way

Control, it's all control

It pollutes our soul

Do you know what you're breathing in?

What made us lose control, it's all control

That fucking taste for blood, you better run

Don't want your backs against the wall

Backs against the wall