Sadistic hypocrisy You put me through hell and i let you Before i learned how to speak Drove me mad with desire Took advantage cause i was too weak Now the confusion
inner pain Inflicted by the game of Beauty and Love An arrow stroke and cursed his heart Slave to her love, touched by her sight There's only one way
caught in your high You put my world in a beautiful rhyme My love for you is makin' news, it's makin' headlines Baby, you know that you control me You
so aliiiiive. Ready to let love back into my soul. In the beauty, in the music, it's time to lose control of control. (Chorus 2x) Control, control. Control, control
pretty face or beautiful shape I look the other way cuz they ain't messing with you And everybody tell me that they confused They say What's got into
is time to let you go. I swear its not what you think This place confuses me I swear its not what you see I swear its not what's meant to be This place confuses
coming in over Denmark. Its- Its really beautiful up here. There's really no word to describe the sensation of outer space travel, I'll tell you what. There's
sync with my heart and I'm losing control, I'm sorry for causing confusion, I'll never be happy unknown, There's so much you do, that gets me confused
are out to beat you Grab on to what you can scramble for Don't let the tears linger on inside now 'Cause it's sure time you gained control If I can
and I know I sit and listen to all the little drama All the who's baby mama, who's addicted to blah, blah, blah Who gives a fuck it's probably all a big
it whirls When it twirls Two little beautiful girls Lookin' puzzled, in a daze I know it's confusing you Daddy's always on the move Mama's always on the
The sense of taste affects your waist Which makes five senses in all There's a sixth sense, too but it's hard to explain It's a psychic connection that's
work all those controls in there? That's really fantastic . . . Phyllis: Oh, it's nothing. Don: All of those buttons and switches . . . Phyllis: It's nothing. Look, look what's
here, not a soul Aid the confusion, expecting nothing Not a soul O, Mother, could I come back to you? A terrible vision of order out of control In accordance
Beautiful curls in a coma Lives upon seasonal pain Tell me everything you know I've said It's a lie I can't control I can't go on I can't because I Miss
years will bring. Rebuild the shattered dream. And now a brighter future has come, another end remains undone and an era begins, Oh, it's a token, the
stare like that Well it's natural to interact Well I'm not holding back Ready to commence Caught up in your blizzard So confusing and intense Synergy
gun in my hands, there was no stopping me! (GUNS.) It's a blast! I love it! (What a blast!) It's a blast! It' s a blast! It's a blast! ("Whew, THAT was
