Am I the cure? A fiction in writing?
And the pain is of no consequence...

When I am hell bent
My walls are closing in...

Controlling me, controlling me
He's losing me, you're losing...
Controlling me, controlling me
You're losing...

Am I awake? The morning star that brings me here?
Since everything in me, between Pluto and God...

All is hell bent
My walls are closing in
I review the claim....

Controlling me, controlling me
He's losing me, you're losing...
Controlling me, controlling me
You're losing, you're losing...
Controlling me, controlling me
You're losing me...
Controlling me, controlling me,

I sit
Naked and broken,
My world crumbling,
And I can't find myself, or my way out of here...

Controlling me, controlling me,
Controlling me, you're losing me
Controlling me...

Hell Bent...
My walls are...
Closing in...