| When the sirens call | |
| Will you have no control? | |
| So your heart it aches | |
| Cause you were born without brakes | |
| You were born without brakes | |
| You were raised for a fall | |
| Can you hear me now? | |
| And you have no control | |
| There’s a golden (age) | |
| Through the bars of your cage | |
| Through a twist of fate | |
| You became what you hate | |
| Yeah you became what you hate | |
| You gave into them all | |
| Through a twist of fate | |
| You (will be sorry too late) | |
| So sweet so cold | |
| You must (follow) | |
| It takes control | |
| Now I’m over you | |
| Are you over me too? | |
| Just a number now | |
| Still I’m working it out | |
| And I am working it out | |
| (Jibberish) | |
| But I’m over you | |
| Are you over me too? | |
| So sweet so cold | |
| You must (follow) | |
| It takes control |
| When the sirens call | |
| Will you have no control? | |
| So your heart it aches | |
| Cause you were born without brakes | |
| You were born without brakes | |
| You were raised for a fall | |
| Can you hear me now? | |
| And you have no control | |
| There' s a golden age | |
| Through the bars of your cage | |
| Through a twist of fate | |
| You became what you hate | |
| Yeah you became what you hate | |
| You gave into them all | |
| Through a twist of fate | |
| You will be sorry too late | |
| So sweet so cold | |
| You must follow | |
| It takes control | |
| Now I' m over you | |
| Are you over me too? | |
| Just a number now | |
| Still I' m working it out | |
| And I am working it out | |
| Jibberish | |
| But I' m over you | |
| Are you over me too? | |
| So sweet so cold | |
| You must follow | |
| It takes control |
| When the sirens call | |
| Will you have no control? | |
| So your heart it aches | |
| Cause you were born without brakes | |
| You were born without brakes | |
| You were raised for a fall | |
| Can you hear me now? | |
| And you have no control | |
| There' s a golden age | |
| Through the bars of your cage | |
| Through a twist of fate | |
| You became what you hate | |
| Yeah you became what you hate | |
| You gave into them all | |
| Through a twist of fate | |
| You will be sorry too late | |
| So sweet so cold | |
| You must follow | |
| It takes control | |
| Now I' m over you | |
| Are you over me too? | |
| Just a number now | |
| Still I' m working it out | |
| And I am working it out | |
| Jibberish | |
| But I' m over you | |
| Are you over me too? | |
| So sweet so cold | |
| You must follow | |
| It takes control |