Controller
Theres someone knockin on my door
Theres someone knockin on my door
I think theyre looking for me
I think theyre looking for me
Pretend there aint nobody home
Dont make a sound, dont even move
Dont give them nothing to see
I think theyre looking for me
I got to run
I got to run
I got to run
I got to run
I got to run
Theres someone crawling in my yard
Theres someone creeping on my roof
Theres someone tapping my phone
I feel it deep in my bones
They want to probe my intuition
They want to find out what I know
Why dont they leave me alone
Why dont they leave me alone
I got to run
I got to run
I got to run
Might be the catcher
Or the controller
Cant be too careful
I take precautions
Theyre very clever
I got to run
Faceless surgeons armed with razors
Cut out our imagination
(repeat first verse)
(repeat chorus)
Faceless surgeons armed with razors
Cut out our imagination
Its a strange thing
Deadly reason
Razors cut with such precision
Probing deep without detection
Razors never lie
But its all right
I think theyre looking for me
I think theyre looking for me
I think theyre looking for me
I think theyre looking for meeeeeeeeeee
song performed by Oingo Boingo
Added by Lucian Velea
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