Lyrics

Lights seen bright from cities beam into outer space
Overcome with fortunes offered by a smiling face
Dreams mingle into the same money driven, luxurious living vision
That includes never working again
If you really want to leave the hallucination
Billboards and televised lures to get you hooked
Options and opportunities wherever I look
Icons, pop songs, dot coms, and studios
Soundtracks, backstage pass, limos, and videos
Trying to get a piece of the pie
Trying to get a piece of the pie
Trying to get a piece of the pie
Trying to get a piece of the pie
Self control
Self
Self control
Control
Trying to get a piece of the pie
Trying to get a piece of the pie
Trying to get a piece of the pie
Trying to get a piece of the pie
In the end I'm composed of the same compost
That made poets and warriors
Villains, and story tellers
Living on this pristine planet giving what we've demanded
Habits formed in raviging the habitat
Outcome depends on our own self control
Self control
Self
Self control
Self control
Self
Self control
Written by: Drew Warren, Nathaniel Blue
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