Control Freak Mister system says You can’t be what you wanna be Just dream when you sleep Cos its all it’ll ever be Just work work work until you die And then say bye bye To the miserable world that you left behind A cold place full of no hope Diggin’ at your brain til you just can’t cope And so, You’ll fulfil their plan they had for you Just go through life tryin’ to find the clues Where’d your dream go? Into the shadows it goes Filling your life with no hope and endless woes And so, Your dreams of outer space Have been smacked away Like a slap in the face Oh dear, Your greatest fear is right in your eyes No one else can see it but you realise It’s real like being stabbed in the back Not the expression, literally getting stabbed in the back You’re under attack From all sides you can see Suddenly you wake up from the dream The dream was life and life is a dream Just as you prepare to launch that rocket machine you got there Puppet master I just cut the strings What you gonna do now? Mister system I just took control What you gonna do now? Cos I’m tired of being A backseat driver to my own life I gotta find hope, There must be a way To find my dream, Cos I’m tired of being owned by you Puppet master just told me I wont be what I wanna be It's not really me It’s his strings holding me on my feet Well I said “I beg to differ puppet master I’m not held up on strings by you evil bastards” And then, I said I’m not part of your plan Then I went off and I started a band All 7 of us playin’ tunes on a Friday night Our minds consumed by the will to fight Against whatever haters we saw in our sights Damn right, Here I am now just thinkin’ out loud About that time when I discovered What life is exactly about Fat cats scratchin’ each other’s backs Planning attacks and then changing the facts To make it seem that good will come out of the fght Well I don’t see them commiting suicide… Twisting the truth so much it’s hardly visible And they call the terrorists the criminals Oh dear, Did I just say so too much? Did I accidentally just call your bluff? Did I rough up your little game you had going there? Well motherfucker its truth or dare Pick or chose Win or lose Cos I dare you to try and make me scared of you Puppet master I just cut the strings What you gonna do now? Mister system I just took control What you gonna do now? Cos I’m tired of being A backseat driver to my own life I gotta find hope, There must be a way To find my dream, Cos I’m tired of being owned by you I just cut the strings I just took control I just made my own path And there aint a damn thing you can do I just cut the strings I just took control I just made my own path And there aint a damn, no, not one single thing that you can do! I’m tired of being A backseat driver to my own life I gotta find hope, There must be a way To find my dream, Cos I’m tired of being owned by you (Not gonna be owned by you control freaks...) There’s nothing you can do!
That's really good work man. I have to say though, I find the weakest part of it is: And then, I said I’m not part of your plan Then I went off and I started a band All 7 of us playin’ tunes on a Friday night Our minds consumed by the will to fight Against whatever haters we saw in our sights Damn right, Dunno why really, just seems a bit weak tbh. Other than that though... It's like sex
dude..its pretty cool..well depends how u look at it...btw...i dint find anything bout sex...but after reading the whole thing u get kinda lost...but hats off for the lyrics...keep it up!!!!!!