Control

Don't let them take control
It is your own,
I remind you.
Don't let them take
the scars you earned from the fight
We learned that they are your own
Just what have they done to you
Replace the old, the new
I damn them all to hell
I might as well.
Why do you run from what you were?
Don't trust a voice that sounds so sure
'Cause it onl tells you what you want to hear
The past can always be heard
in the echoes of the notes,
in the shadows of the words.
Don't give in yet.