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Guitars/Vocals - David Dück
Bass - Jack Friesen
Drums - Andi Dück
Recording - Bazement Musicproduction
Copyright by Herrensohn
Bass - Jack Friesen
Drums - Andi Dück
Recording - Bazement Musicproduction
Copyright by Herrensohn
Control Myself
In a room full of clouds on the floor
I was looking for answers
Creepy shadows of blue down the hall
Spreading out like cancer
I hate that feeling so I quit
Those fucking drugs make me sick
But I’m still alright with it
Don’t fall for it it’s a trick
I cannot control myself
I’ve become somebody else
But I won’t turn around, I don’t need to be found
You will never see me begging for help
Far away from this world I was floating
Slowly drifting away
Wake me up, get me out of this nightmare
I got something to say
I hate that feeling so I quit
Those fucking drugs make me sick
But I’m still alright with it
Don’t fall for it it’s a trick
In a room full of clouds on the floor
I was looking for answers
Creepy shadows of blue down the hall
Spreading out like cancer
I hate that feeling so I quit
Those fucking drugs make me sick
But I’m still alright with it
Don’t fall for it it’s a trick
I cannot control myself
I’ve become somebody else
But I won’t turn around, I don’t need to be found
You will never see me begging for help
Far away from this world I was floating
Slowly drifting away
Wake me up, get me out of this nightmare
I got something to say
I hate that feeling so I quit
Those fucking drugs make me sick
But I’m still alright with it
Don’t fall for it it’s a trick
