Lost Control

We're all captives and slaves
You sit on your throne
But that throne doesn't make you a king
So lock the gates and save the queen
We will rebel!
( Where is your head?)
(Where is your head?)
(Where is your head?)
Where is my head?
Is here anyone again?
When will I see the day
I'm not over my head
And I've always wanted to be
Something different
My mind is a battlefield
And it was war with myself
My mind is a battlefield
Will I live to see the end?
I gave my life and placed my soul
You can't save the doomed
We've lost...
CON-
TROL!
We've lost
CON-
TROL!
I asked myself 'Is this all worth fighting for?'
I etched the bray
But my mind has always been a battlefield
When will I see the day
I'm not over my head
(Over my head)
And I've always wanted to be
Something different
(Something different)