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Every single story told is a weapon of war,
I won't patronise with hope, scratch slogans on your walls
We could bargain for more.
Or watch standards surely fall.
It's a criminal defeat, we're always bruised but never sore.
Never sore
So always know
That I got control
I got control of my little life
I'm comfortable
A pill bitter to the taste, that I swallowed by mistake,
An assumed ignorance won't be an excuse I'll ever make.
So I'm spinning towards the shore
Full of tales of foreign wars
Trying hard to see the part of death you're celebrating
I got control
I got contol of my little life
I'm comfortable
I own the world
I've got the right to sneer at men I'll never know
I own the world
I got control
The beginning is tied into the end
- Album:
- Outsiders
- Daytrotter Session
- Adolescence
- Gnarwolves
- Chronicles Of Gnarnia
- Live In Glasgow
- CRU
- Funemployed
- Fun Club EP
- Big Scary Monsters 2015 Sampler (Class of 2015)
- Big Scary Monsters (Sampler)
- Sea Monsters 3: The Best of Brighton
- Beerg Scary Monsters
- Fun Club
- Smoking Kills
- A Compilation In Aid of C.A.L.M
- Alcopopular 6: Highway to the Velodrome
- Wires