Texty: Blackfire. One Nation Under. No Control.

living outloud, tearing my eyes out
burning memories, burning out
drink me away, into the next day
dilute yourself, its all the same
this record skips, my heart trips
drink your conscience to feel your soul

no control, no control you drink your conscience, to fill your soul

reflect the lie, change the light there are always two sides
too many shadows, to many echoes
i cant control, feel my soul

no control, no control you drink your conscience, to fill your soul

who are we? who are we but dreams? chipping away, at this reality
who are we? who are we but lies? unless we live our own lives

no control, no control you drink your conscience, to fill your soul