The Open Door : Lose Control !

You don’t remember my name

I don’t really care

Can we play the game your way?

Can I really lose control?

Just once in my life

I think it’d be nice

Just to lose control juste once

With all the pretty flowers in the dust

Mary had en lamb

His eyes black as coals

If we play very quiet, my lamb

Mary never has to know

Just once in my life

I think it’d be nice

Just to lose control juste once

If I cut you down to a thing I can use

I fear there will be nothing good left of you