Every single story told is a weapon of war
I won't patronise with hope, scratch slogans on your walls
We could bargain for more
Or watch standards surely fall
It's a criminal defeat, we're always bruised but never sore
Never sore
So always know
That I got control
I got control of my little life
I'm comfortable
A pill bitter to the taste, that I swallowed by mistake
An assumed ignorance won't be an excuse I'll ever make
So I'm spinning towards the shore
Full of tales of foreign wars
Trying hard to see the part of death you're celebrating
I got control
I got contol of my little life
I'm comfortable
I own the world
I've got the right to sneer at men I'll never know
I own the world
I got control
The beginning is tied into the end
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Oh, Brave New World Lyrics

Gnarwolves – Oh, Brave New World Lyrics