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Controlling
There are many faces in this world, Some of beauty and some of actions Others disgraceful, Hateful, Yet you’re
still standing here Resenting politeness and smiles Vindictive, controlling without fear Of what will happen. And
what will be
You’re controlling me, Controlling me, controlling me, controlling me Yeah Controlling me, I spent to
many times doing things for you, I don’t know how you do what you do But whatever it is its Controlling me
yeh yeh It’s controlling me yeh yeh Controlling me
I am one of many that have tried to stop it Yet how hard I try I just can’t drop it Trying to escape your diamond
eyes Or your beauty that I now despise, Your greed for more never stops, It works on men and cops, Never sorry
for the innocence you destroy, Bye using them as you next ploy, Yet you never consider what might happen And what
might be But there’s one thing that’s got on my last never And that’s controlling me
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...And when Miranda sang, Everyone turned away, Used to the noose, They obey
Lloyd,Evans,Hopkins(C)2005
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