Armored Saint

Beat my bloody fist to a pulp
Then Ill switch hands
Gotta prove that Im a worthy man
Privileged to be in gods domain
A monumental task
So listen obey and better never ask
Good at making the call
Bent over backwards
Good at breaking the fall - repair me
I mourn your blighted life
Bent over backwards
But on this well agree
We hate people that we dont like
Control, control - control issues
Force fed until I hurt, regurgitate
Indulgence is my mate
Honest righteousness, public to be damned
Throw in the towel and give the king a hand
Cant control my choice
A waver in the voice
Gotta cut the ties that bind
Cant get grounded
[ Control Issues Lyrics ]