Your conniving words
Are childishly insane
To get what you want
You'll say anything
In your mind
You lust to control me
You lust
For control
Chorus:
Mold me, fold me
Mold me, fold me
My pain is your pleasure
My agony excites you
Desperate for a change
But change comes within
I'm not staying
Not around you
I'm stronger than you think
Much stronger than you
Repeat Chorus
Molding and folding
Lusting for control
Longing to control
Those without esteem
Ignorant pawns
Of your pathetic dreams
Dying to control
Those without esteem
Ignorant pawns
Of your pathetic dreams
Molding and folding
Lusting for control
Hatred is a tool
Thoughtlessly you use
Ruin an only friend
With misleading rules
Contain your own rage
Give yourself praise
'Cause you have no shame
With your callous game
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