Out of control

no illusion
no opinion
no sensless prejudice

no emotion
no confession
your function rest

it's getting out of control

break me down
I've got a second to breathe in a standing eight count
break me down
you do it again, do it again

no passion
no patience
no further confidence

no resistance
no reality
no-content-news

it's getting out of control

break me down
I've got a second to breath in a standing eight count
break me down
you do it again, do it again