Control

(Clean guitar with heavy reverb/delay playing a haunting version of the Chorus melody)

(Sound of a match striking)

(Bass guitar creeps in with a low, pulsing note)

(Vocals start quiet and breathy for the first few lines of Verse 1)

We were golden

We were flames

You don’t even

Say my name

You broke the vow

I snapped the chain

You stacked the deck

I left the game

Lost my shine but not my soul

You took pieces

Not the whole

Thought I’d crumble

Thought I’d fold

Now I’m back

I’m back in control

All those late nights

Burned-out calls

Your half-truth stories

On my walls

Packed my fears

In one small case

Left your chaos

In its place

Lost my shine but not my soul

You took pieces

Not the whole

Thought I’d crumble

Thought I’d fold

Now I’m back

I’m back in control

(Guitars build intensity / heavier distortion)

I wore your blame like borrowed clothes

Hung it up—yeah, now it shows

I was the wood, you were the spark

You left me burning in the dark!

But ash is just the ground for seeds

I have everything I need

You’re a cold wind

I’m a wildfire

I’m stepping higher!

(Driving, aggressive tempo)

Lost my shine but not my soul

You took pieces

Not the whole

Thought I’d crumble

Thought I’d fold

Now I’m back

I’m back in control

(Drum-heavy, rhythmic chanting)

I’m back (In control)

I’m back (In control)

You kept the ghost

I kept the light

I’m the one

Who won the fight

(Music cuts to just a driving bass line or a feedback hum)

You kept the pieces...

But I’m the one who’s whole.

(Sudden Stop)

Control.