Texty: Complete Control. Reaction. Substance Control.

I remember way back when
Where suspicions was rare with friends
And now the backs have grown cold
We'll all die alone in a crowded world
I know this just can't be me
We need lives and the good ones aren't free
Should this fall on someone else
I can't carry weight anymore

We're all under substance control
We're all under something

What have we done to ourselves
Became something that I detest
Regressed my thoughts into a whore
Obsessed with filth that was never there before

We're all under substance control
We're all under something

We're all under substance control
We're all under substance control