Tick, tock
I saw time stop
And turn into tight knot in my mind
I've got a frayed wire caught in the phone lines, making me see everything as signs

Left brain shut down
Right hand tight around my thumb
Ticking every single second till the feeling comes
I want perfection, correction, this obsession isn't living, it's just what I've become

But I remember such a different time
I remember when it was my head
I remember when I didn't mind
If it wasn't right

Under control...

Less spit, I need more bite
A little bit of innocence in my life
Feed the meter every minute just to buy some time
I need a weapon I can use to take what's mine

Wait a minute, let me write it down so I don't forget
My name, my face, my place, my mistakes
I fought fate, and for a while I was winning
But I lost the race

I was born to live like this
But I don't have to stay like this
I remember such a different time
What have I become?

Under control...