That joke inside you isn't funny anymore
I'm standing here right behind you, trying to kick you through the door
Of the life you're misleading
Instead of standing there bleeding, you should be freeing your mind
Your mind. Your mind. Your mind
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The cold you're feelings not from me, it's from laying in the dirt
When the impossible surrounds you
Pulling yourself from the bottom of a hole
Is the simple rope of satisfaction, when you're in control
Control. Control. Control
I dreamed I solved all the problems of the world
My mind was cluttered with a vision
Emptied my head into a room of self-repair
Control your mind. Control
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