Control

Thinning airflow through a narrow hallway
 Hanging heads from the billboards, hoping to entertain
 I hear the circle resonate
 You're all nameless faces to me
 I'm merely a short daydream
 I helped you get through nothing
 And if you look real close
 Hands held under the thorns
 Keep you proud of the unknown
 I'm your toy when things get shallow
 I'm under your control
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 Press your face to wood floor, you're the grain
 Here's a savior for when you don't feel anything
 I am what you want me to be
 Ripped right out in front of me
 Was on the edge of your everything
 Now something gets in the way
 Innocence sedates your memory
 The misbelief in anything
 I see you on every city street
 Looking for me to fix your pain
 And if you look real close
 Hands held under the thorns
 Keep you proud of the unknown
 I'm your toy when things get shallow
 It swallows everyone
 You don't hold enough to show
 Anything for what you've done
 I'm your toy when things get shallow
 I'm under your control
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 (I've wished for this)
 Well, my attention comes and goes ever since
 And I (I've dreamt of this)
 Well, it is never clean behind the film we're staring at
 And if you look real close
 Hands held under the thorns
 Keep you proud of the unknown
 I'm your toy when things get shallow
 It swallows everyone
 You don't hold enough to show
 Anything for what you've done
 I'm your toy when things get shallow
 I'm under your control
 I'm under your control