Don't you with a little girl's dream 'Cause she's liable to grow up,
you to find that I'm laughin You thought that you'd me in tears You thought I'd be the walls Like a tiny mosquito and in fear
Well, you may be for the moment But I am a queen And I've got your pawns and bishops And castles all inside the of my hand
you were lookin the other way While you had your closed While you were lickin lips 'Cause I was
While you were your soul While you tearin a hole in me
I was control Now I have control, control Now I have control, control Now I have taken control,
This is beginning to good Watching you in your shoes A bead of sweat on your brow and a growl In your belly scared to let through
You thought you could me from loving And you thought you could on my soul But while you were busy destroyin my What was half in me has become
While you lookin the other way While you had your closed While you were lickin your I was miserable
While you sellin your soul you were tearin a hole in me
I was taking Now I have control, control Now I have taken control, Now I have taken control,
So is how it feels To breath in the air To feel the sand between my And love my ear
All things That you taught me to I've got them in my now And youre not here, come here
Come a little bit Let me at you I you the benefit Of the doubt, it's But in mind, my darling Not every is a fool
While you were the other way While you had your eyes While you were lickin lips I was miserable
While you were sellin soul While you were a hole in me
I was taking Now I have control, I was taking control Now I taken control, control, control you mess with me
This cannot be all that there is to Because in our confrontation with an and cold universe There is comical to the idea That we can inforce our will on humanity corrupts
It's your world, do with it what you No, that's not the way to do it, That's not the way to do it, No, it's your world, no, it's your No, your world, no It's your
Its me
And at the end of it all lies of the final Phenomenon of deterioration, Which is a predictable When the creative ceases