Luyện nghe bài hát Control Issues

Beat my bloody to a pulp
I'll switch hands
Gotta prove that I'm a man
to be in God's domain
A task
So obey and better never ask

at making the call
Bent backwards
at breaking the fall
me

I mourn your blighted
Bent over
But on we'll agree
We hate people that we like

Control, control, control

Force fed I hurt, regurgitate
is my mate
Honest
Public to be
in the towel
And give the king a

Can't my choice
A waver in the
Gotta cut the ties that
get grounded