Control Me - Kandle
I canât fess up to anything
Pride keeps me out of line and I stop listening
So Iâm not really worth defending
I can tell theyâve had it up to here with my sorrow
I fell when I couldnât buy joy or even borrow for a little while
Itâs really getting old trying to be so lonely
Iâm wishing that I could let them console me
I despise the way I hide from an open door
My eyes gaze away from the life I havenât lived before
These lies are sneaking up behind adding more and more
My demise is creeping up behind wanting more and more to end my time
Itâs really getting old trying to be so lonely
Iâll cave down and let you control me
Iâm wishing that I could let them console me