Everything Is Under Control Lyrics - Dead Soul Men - Freak Kitchen

Try to piece it all together 

Try to make it all make sense 

Strange, my fingers seem electric 

Everything is under control... 

My teeth are falling out here 

My lips glow in the dark 

Strange, or is it paranoia? 

Everything is under control... 

There's something wrong with your car 

There's something wrong with my head 

Maybe we took this too far 

Maybe we're already dead 

There's something wrong with this place 

There's something wrong with this bed 

Don't recognize your face 

Maybe we're already dead 

I can't remember nothing 

I can't remember who I am 

Strange, the mean hallucinations 

Everything is under control... 

There's something wrong with your car 

There's something wrong with my head 

Maybe we took this too far 

Maybe we're already dead 

There's something wrong with this place 

There's something wrong with this bed 

Don't recognize your face 

Maybe we're already dead