The American Culture EXperiments - Control Of The World lyrics

You believe? Man what a joke There is nothing I can't see My reality is my own creation And standing in the center is me Backup! Lookout! Step aside The decision maker is coming through On my road to pleasure and self I'll crush your bones, I'll step on you We are not in control of this world! I stand or fall, I live and breathe By the choices I have made I stand on the shoulders of no man And stand on everyone just the same My heroes are all smart men They say control is not our own Evolutionary Biology, what a genius Truth cannot be known! You must submit! You must submit! There are creatures watching you You lie and say they don't exist But when you fall they pull you through There's no dead carca** in the grave But there's rivers of blood on my hands Feel like I have lost control But by the throne He still stands