Control - Rivilin

It’s the sedatives, just an alternative

Just a market price inside my soul, when did it become so competitive?

Now I’m hesitant

To let the ones I know I should love in, but being backstabbed is so repetitive

Know I’ve been here all before, drugged up passed out on the floor

I’ve seen those messages from him taunting you that you should leave

You know you should, cuz I’m no good, I’m no good

I understand that I’m fucked up

Dealing with questions from a psychiatrist doesn’t understand what I’ve been

through

Dealing with questions from my own family, build me up like a statue

It’s so hard to look at your eyes, filled with judgment

The pills just got too much for me I couldn’t cope

Sinking down into the abyss where I never rose again

See my bones splattered on the walls deep down in my own hell

Like a bliss-filled with alcohol and suicide

Fucked in my own way, fucked together, fucked apart

Still, don’t remember how it got that bad back then thought I was better by

myself

Got the $LOTHBOI guarding my back climbing up and reaching the end

My mother just wants to see me smile

I’ll stare back with a blank face cuz

It’s the sedatives, just an alternative

Just a market price inside my soul, when did it become so competitive?

Now I’m hesitant

To let the ones I know I should love in but being backstabbed is so repetitive

Holding no sentiment

I see you crying on the ground, yeah mind is filling up with adrenaline

You’re argumentative

Blaming me because you stuck down in a hole and you can’t dig your way out

Repetitive

These thoughts in my head, they’ve been shaking me

Till the end ive been thinking of the negative

The thoughts in my head, yeah, yeah

Adrenaline

The panic from the thoughts and the memories

They’ve been overwhelming me and all my better days

I’m hesitant to question my own fucking happiness

The memories be trapping me

I’m stuck and it’s

Repetitive

I need medicine

Im an alcoholic piece of shit, a negative

I got some problems with

My fucking memories

The trauma from my fucking past can get the best of me

I’m staggering

Now rivilin

Let’s climb up on their corpses

Let’s get rid of them

I be tired of the liars I been sitting with

Shit I’m fucking sick of it

I’m a piece of shit but I bet I’m still the better man

They faking it

The sedatives, just an alternative

Just a market price inside my soul, when did it become so competitive?

Now I’m hesitant

To let the ones I know I should love in, but being backstabbed is so repetitive

Holding no sentiment

I see you crying on the ground, yeah mind is filling up with adrenaline

You’re argumentative

Blaming me because you stuck down in a hole and you can’t dig your way out