Control

On the shore of thoughts that wreck in me

Seas subside; ache to awakening

Stripped of my useless reckoning mind

Forced to face bending time

I’m not scared, but I wish I was

Enough to fall and break what I've become

I've refused to open up my eyes

To see my gods are contrasting kinds

As they cast shadows in my mind

I saw hope shine with the rising tide

I’m not scared, but I wish I was

Enough to fall

And break what I've become

Down to blood, toe to toe with doubt

When I run, I'm not running out

I’m not running out