Control - Earshot

Stuck inside
A world inside my head
A place where I think too much
A place that no one can touch
My godforsaken fear
And though I don't pray enough, I want to

I want to thank you for the tears I've cried
And hope you gave to me
I want to show you what I've kept inside
That takes control of me

Thought sometimes
I was left behind
Alone here all by myself
Forced to look at myself
I never will believe
Things they say to me

Line up the bottles to complete this grief 
I've held on to for so long
An angry soul I reap unto the people 
That have ever tried to do me wrong