“WE WERE NEVER IN CONTROL”

Intro (Slow, deliberate riff — heavy but restrained) (Feels like gravity returning) Verse I We called it freedom when it moved our way. Called it fate when it refused to stay Built our lives on borrowed ground And blamed the fall when it gave out We chased the edge, we praised the fight Believed the chaos proved we were alive But every choice we swore was ours. It was shaped by hands we never saw. Pre-Chorus Every path felt self-designed Every cage was drawn in lines we couldn’t find Chorus We were never in control. Only choosing from the roles. Handed down, pre-approved Told what’s false and told what’s true We were never in control. Just convinced we held the wheel. While the outcome stayed the same No matter what we choose to feel Verse II We called it progress, called it growth. While trading depth for something close Measured peace by lowered noise Mistook the absence of pain for choice We thought resistance meant we cared Thought suffering proved we were still there. But even pain can be designed. When someone else defines the line Pre-Chorus Every answer pre-arranged Every truth is allowed to change. Chorus We were never in control. Only echoes in the role. Given purpose, given blame. Taught to play the same old game We were never in control. Just distracted by the sound. While the system quietly decided What survived and what was drowned Bridge (Half-time, heavy, reflective) If control was ever real Why did relief feel like a deal? If freedom truly had a cost Why did surrender feel so soft? (Backing vocals, low and steady) “Never were…” “Never were…” Solo Section (Measured, deliberate solo — not flashy, resolute) Final Chorus (Extended) We were never in control. Not the first and not the last We didn’t lose it in the end. It was never in our grasp. We were never in control. But we’re still here, incomplete. Still aware enough to feel What the silence couldn’t delete Outro (Spoken, calm, honest) Control was never taken. It was offered. And we mistook relief. for freedom.