It’s All About Control

There's something in my head that I've wanted to say
When some of these ideas, they won't go away
And all of my demons, they come out to play
I wish I had more control of myself because

I've had enough of getting drunk, yeah
I've had enough of getting drunk, yeah
I've had enough of getting drunk, yeah
I've had enough of getting drunk, yeah

Don't ask me what I think of science and art
I've got all these questions locked up in my heart
There's too much to do and I don't know where to start
Just wish that I had more control of myself, because

I've had enough of getting drunk, yeah
I've had enough of getting drunk, yeah
I've had enough of getting drunk, yeah
I've had enough of getting drunk, yeah

I know sometimes it seems like I got it going on
I don't, you wouldn't believe, and oh
Sometimes my dreams are so far-fetched
That I cannot begin to conceive a way out

Yeah
Yeah, a way out

It's a waste of my time
It's a waste of my mind

It's a waste of my time
It's a waste of my mind

I've had enough of getting drunk, yeah
I've had enough of getting drunk, yeah
I've had enough of getting drunk, yeah

No