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Control of Time 2 by Aaron

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Control of Time 2

alternative Rock

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If all time were mine, I'd lose my mind, looking to the sky, I would realize what once was mine, is lost in time, your name.
Gradually, you take control of me, won't you turn to look at me, be present with me, look at me, present with me, what the past can't see, time a little, and constrains me.
I remember those blue eyes, as blue as summer sky, that never rain, you still control of me, is this Jason's energy, that I still feel around me, are they a beat, a frequency, the snap of the snap, bass drum is kicking, syncopating, syncopated.
Do you hear that, jizz are you back, are they real eyes, or drawn blind, hiding your affection in the window pane, we both know, your eyes can't cry.
If all time was a line, I'd see you back at my side, we would lose our minds, would you be in disguise, better man with a rooster, throwing drumstick fits, if I missed a beat, I'd realize, what's going on behind, gracefully you seem to take control of me, do you stand behind me, oh, look at me, look at me.
Look at me, look at me, gracefully you take control of me, but don't even look at me, don't look at me, you don't acknowledge me.
I'm losing control of me, gracefully your memory takes control of me, won't you look at me, but you take control of me, you're not allowed to look at me, what do you want from me, control of my destiny.
I feel I carry so much grief, they should have killed me, I stand standing, in a 21st century, western purgatory, living when you're already feeling dead, inside I'm nasty, your face was there, but now nearly forgotten, it's been slowly,
they know my whole life, I hold on so tight, I hold your memory deep inside, so it's not forgotten, an eternity of pain, all the same, you're not forgotten.
Good call in the drug phase, that you were killed by while your baby boy played, on the bed by your side, too young to realizing.