Habla de que no no la controlan Conmigo ella todo eso ignora Ella dice que baila sola Así nos vamos yendo Mientras la música sigue corriendo Te miro a la cara y te veo sonriendo Nos están viendo Me gusta todo lo que estamos haciendo Quiero que esta noche

Y tu mirada Me corta la respiración Me quema el alma Y me acelera el corazón Pierdo el control control Tengo todo para arriesgar Siento que no no puedo esperar Llévame en tus sueños Tu mirada caí en mi piel

At least I was good to you I can't make no no fucking promises (Cardo Got Wangs) Lifestyle getting out of control control Lifestyle getting ludicrous I made a milly in less than a year and I blew that on stupid shit Typed it in like "How to make a milly", I used to

It's Friday night let's lose our minds in a downward spiral 'Cause we got no no control (No No control) It's Friday nights always save my life from the worst of times we ever had Thank God for punk rock bands Till Monday morning strikes again We are the kings

But you’re in my head I do it for I do it for you Now you’re in my head And it’s outta my hands When you’re in my thoughts I don’t wanna pretend And I lose control control, with you I do it for

Now I'm out Oh out of control control I was young I was foolish I was angry I was charming Tell me how have I changed Oh help me now

Got no no self control control And I don't mean cigarettes and alcohol 'Cause when it comes to you I can't say no no I don't want a taste, I want it all I don't wanna taste, I want it all One little kiss can turn into a thousand One little touch and I'm gone When it

You could never feel my story It's all you know I will not fold She's in control control They all need something to hold on to They all mean well Pay your respects to society giving me hell May your dreams come to reality

Its more than a full moonshine and its driving me crazy What kind of spell is this That you've cast on me with your kiss Its like I've lost all control control of my senses Its just not like me, to give in so easily And drop my guard and leave my heart

She pulls the trigger until the gun goes click! In a perfect world... her face would not exist In a perfect world... a broken heart is fixed In a perfect world... I'd see no no therapist In a perfect world... this wouldn't make me sick Control Control-Alt-Deleted