Control
(Indisponível)
We're losing control of everything we create.
Passed out in the snow, the ice begins to break.
And everything that you was did to stay alive through all of this.
Won't save you now.
This failure is for the better.
It's been too long under your skin.
As cold as it gets, I can't get my mind off of everything.
And the seasons change.
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