Not In Control

Could you make it any harder, my dear? The coat you have for the winter is far too thin Did you catch and kill with your bare hands? Did you thread the needle through the sand? Did you craft the blade to make a knife? Did you kiss and tell your wife? Could you make it any clearer, my love? The one you chose she chose you back for blood The times we're in we gather and hunt We do it all the while on the run And the TV's on, we watch in spite It's a Hunger Games delight And if time could tell the important things Like how long left till the silver spring Breaks the bank and floods the room There's a fire in here and we all lose And if the blood was thicker would it run cold By the time the water hit my soul And the light would filter through and scold 'Cause the rooms on fire and we're not in control Could they make it any easier to pray? Mother nature's working with the CIA And it's all corrupt my knees are in the dirt My hands are clasped and I want it to work Can you hear me, God? I need to know God damn I need to know And if the time could tell the important things Like how long left till the silver spring Breaks the bank and floods the room There's a fire in here and we all lose And if the blood was thicker would it run cold By the time the water hit my soul And the light would filter through and scold 'Cause the rooms on fire and we're not in control We're not in control We're not in control We're not in control We're not in control We're not in control