Out of Control

Monday morning

Eighteen years of dawning

I say how long

You say how long

It was one dull morning

Woke the world with bawling

I was so sad (so sad)

It was so bad

I was of a feeling it was out of control

I had the opinion it was out of control

Boys and Girls

Go to the school and girls

They make children

Not like this one

I fought fate

Theres blood on the garden gate

The man said childhood

Its in his childhood

One day Ill die

The choice will not be mine

Will it be too late

You cant fight it

END