Iu0027m perfectly in control of my life, itu0027s your loss.
Iu0027m digging myself a hole, thrown in, get tossed.

Forgetting all the answers to the questions I created in me
Contradicts a paradox that irony fails to see
Follow my nose to spite my taste I see no reason to rhyme
Then comes the moment I find that Iu0027m...

Perfectly in control of my life, itu0027s your loss.
Iu0027m digging myself a hole, climb in, at your cost

From the moment I wake until the moment I lie
Beneath the mystery of truth that all good things must die
Thereu0027s no escaping that weu0027ll never fully shake the disease
Now get your knee off my neck so I can breathe

Perfectly in control of my life, itu0027s your loss.
Iu0027m digging myself a hole, thrown in, get tossed

A broken man thatu0027s falling apart
Iu0027ll just pick up my scattered remains
And try to put them back together again

Though your intentions are good, my inclinationu0027s to leave
There are no stones left unturned so save your breath, if you please
You try to add to my vice my wit has come to an end
I have no need to defend that Iu0027m not

Perfectly in control of my life, itu0027s your loss.
Iu0027m digging myself a hole, climb in, at all cost