Don't you mess a little girl's dream 'Cause liable to grow up, mean
you to find that I'm laughin You that you'd find me in tears You thought I'd be the walls Like a mosquito and tremblin in fear
Well, you may be king for the But I am a queen And I've got your and your bishops And castles all inside the of my hand
While you were the other way While you had your eyes you were lickin your lips 'Cause I was
While you were sellin your While you were tearin a in me
I was control Now I taken control, control Now I have taken control, Now I have taken control,
This is to feel good Watching you squirm in your A small bead of sweat on your and a growl In your belly scared to let through
You thought you could me from loving And you you could feed on my soul But while you were busy destroyin my What was in me has become whole
you were lookin the other way While you had your closed While you were lickin your I was miserable
While you sellin your soul you were tearin a hole in me
I was taking Now I have control, control Now I have taken control, Now I have taken control,
So this is how it To breath in the air To feel the sand my toes And inside my ear
All things That you me to fear I've got in my garden now And youre not welcome here, here
Come a bit closer Let me at you I gave you the Of the doubt, it's But in mind, my darling Not saint is a fool
While you lookin the other way While you had your closed While you were lickin lips 'Cause I was
While you sellin your soul While you were a hole in me
I was taking Now I taken control, I was taking control Now I taken control, control, control Don't you mess me
cannot be all that there is to life Because in our confrontation with an and cold universe is something comical to the idea That we can really inforce our will on corrupts
It's your world, do with it you want No, that's not the way to do it, That's not the way to do it, No, it's world, no, it's your world No, your world, no It's your
Its me
And at the end of it all lies of course the Phenomenon of deterioration, is a predictable deterioration When the creative ceases