Control - VNV Nation

Until I should die, until I should break

Not a god, not a devil my soul shall take

If I should lie to betray myself

Then I would damn myself, and my soul forsake

I don’t want fifteen minutes want a whole lot more

Don’t want to suffer the fools and the spoils of war

I don’t want fifteen minutes, or a reason why

I want a stainless steel road stretching off to the sky

I don’t need sentiment, want, or hate on my mind

No crimes of passion or obsessions in kind

No walls, restraints, or momentary thrill

No blood on my hands, no time to kill

I want more body, I want more soul

Flip the switch to automatic, I want control

I want control (x3)

If I should give in, if I should turn away

Not a god, not a devil my soul could save

I want more body, I want more soul

Flip the switch to automatic, I want control

I want control (x3)