Control - Poe
Don't you mess with a little girl's dream 'Cause she's liable to grow up mean Surprised you to find that I'm laughing? You thought that you'd find me in tears You thought I'd be crawling the walls Like a tiny mosquito and trembling in fear Well you may be king for the moment But I am a queen understand And I've got your pawns and your bishops And castles All inside the palm of my hand While you were looking the other way While you had your eyes closed While you were licking your lips 'Cause I was miserable While you were selling your soul While you were tearing a hole in me I was taking control Now I have taken control Now I have taken control... This is beginning to feel good Watching you squirm in your shoes A small bead of sweat on your brow And a growl in your belly your scared to let through You thought you could keep me from loving You thought you could feed on my soul But while you were busy destroying my life What was half in me has become whole While you were looking the other way While you had your eyes closed While you were licking your lips 'Cause I was miserable While you were selling your soul While you were tearing a hole in me I was taking control Now I have taken control Now I have taken control... So this is how it feels To breath in the summer air The feel the sand between my toes And love inside my ear All those things that you taught me to fear I've got them in my garden now And your not welcome here Come a little bit closer Let me look at you I gave you the benefit Of the doubt it's true But keep in mind my darling Not every saint is a fool While you were looking the other way While you had your eyes closed While you were licking your lips 'Cause I was miserable While you were selling your soul While you were tearing a hole in me I was taking control Now I have taken control Now I have taken control... Don't you mess with me Father: there has to be more to life than this, because in our confrontation with a cold cold universe, there is something comical to the idea that we can really impose our will on humanity-- power corrupts! Daughter : This is scaring me Father and daughter 2: Daughter : ...I live at the end of a 5 and 1/2 minute hallway Father: And at the end of it all lies of course the final phenomenon of deterioration entropy, which is a predictable disintegrations which the creative life ceases: everything has to fall apart. Daughter: Why are you always so serious?!