Control - Citizen

Thinning airflow through a narrow hallway

Hanging heads from the billboards, hoping to entertain

I hear the circle resonate

You’re all nameless faces to me

I’m merely a short daydream

I helped you get through nothing

And if you look real close

Hands held under the thorns

Keep you proud and me unknown

I’m your toy when things get shallow

I’m under your control

Press your face to wood floor, you’re the grain

Here’s a savior for when you don’t feel anything

I am what you want me to be

Ripped right out in front of me

I was on the edge of your everything

Now something gets in the way

Innocence sedates your memory

The misbelief in anything

I see you on every city street

Looking for me to fix your pain

And if you look real close

Hands held under the thorns

Keep you proud and me unknown

I’m your toy when things get shallow

It swallows everyone

You don’t hold enough to show anything for what you’ve done

I’m your toy when things get shallow

I’m under your control

I’ve wished for this

Well, my attention comes and goes ever since

And I’ve dreamt of this

Well, it is never clean behind the film we’re staring at

And if you look real close

Hands held under the thorns

Keep you proud and me unknown

I’m your toy when things get shallow

It swallows everyone

You don’t hold enough to show anything for what you’ve done

I’m your toy when things get shallow

I’m under your control