Things got out of control
And I can't fix it
And I can't let go.

What do you do when you're so confused
There's no where to turn
And everything you might lose.

When you're dazed
And your thoughts are muddled,
When the look in your eyes is glassy glazed

'Cause the deeper you get
The more you can't get out.
And the motion is set

For an automatic fall.
You feel so small
When you used to stand so tall.

Things got out of control
And I can't fix it
And I can't let go.

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