I don't wanna be controlled
Can you feel it getting cold?
It was my choice to fold
And melt these dreams that are made of gold
It was my choice to grow
It was my choice to know
Now we're in the afterglow
And leave behind what I left below (take it with me)
Wanna go without me
Or take a chance with me?
Why not just run away?
Can I go another day?
Tryna look straight ahead
Standing up, feel dead
I feel like I've been misled
Focus on what's overhead
Feeling so behind
Let me just speak my mind
We were too intertwined
Now we're just misaligned
It's time to integrate
We're going to imitate
It's time to recreate
A new path for my fate
I don't know who's got control
In a state you can't console
Tryna unfold my soul
No more secrets left untold
I don't know who's tryna ask
You don't have to set this task
You won't see behind my mask
You won't see me
Yeah, yeah
Hey, ha
Ooh, ooh, ah-ah
Ah
I don't wanna be controlled
Can you feel it getting cold?
It was my choice to fold and melt these dreams
That are made of gold
Made of gold
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