Control - Scanners

When the sirens call

Will you have no control

So your heart it aches

Cause you were born without brakes

You were born without brakes

You were raised for a fall

Can you hear me now

And you have no control

There's a golden age

Through the bars of your cage

Through a twist of fate

You became what you hate

Yeah you became what you hate

You gave into them all

Through a twist of fate

You will be sorry too late

So sweet so cold

You must follow

It takes control

Now I'm over you

Are you over me too

Just a number now

Still I'm working it out

And I am working it out

Jibberish

But I'm over you

Are you over me too

So sweet so cold

You must follow

It takes control