I'm Not In Control
Have you ever felt,
Like you're not in control,
Like you cant say yes,
Or you cant say no?
Like someone's got your hands,
Tied behind your back,
Like your a pupet on strings,
And you cant do jack?
I know how this feels,
Ive gone through this too,
You might think its in your head,
But trust me its true
This is not me,
I'm not in control,
And i dont want to be,
A fucking asshole
Someone holds my strings,
Yet I have never seen,
What they look like,
Or why there so damn mean.
This is why i do drugs,
This is why i like to drink,
To escape the pain,
So i dont have to think.
To get rid of the voices,
Inside of my head,
To be close my eyes,
And go to bed.
So I let go,
I don't put up a fuss,
I don't fight back,
I just give up.
They can have all control,
Because I've lost hope,
I'm done trying,
Now give me the rope.
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