The seeds we've sown
Have grown so cold
They wither away
Because nothing's ever gone right
In this journey called life
No matter how hard we brave
It's all the fucking same
Another dream, another wasted opportunity
A slap in the face
I read between the lines
What I saw was our demise
Concede to their design
The Controlling
Lost all reason
Hard to swallow
Intelligence null
Expression has been replaced
There's no end to their means
All the thoughts that we think
Become their property
Greedy fiends with hands in pockets pulling on the strings
A new industry
I read between the lines
What I saw was our demise
Concede to their design
The Controlling
A voice sang out a song
What became a revelation
Overcoming their design
The controlling
I read between the lines
What I saw was our demise
Concede to their design
The Controlling
A voice sang out a song
What became a revelation
Overcoming their design
The controlling
