when the sirens call will you have no control so your heart it aches cause you were born without brakes you were born without brakes you were raised for a fall can you hear me now and you have no control theres a golden age through the bars of your cage through a twist of fate you became what you hate yeah you became what you hate you gave into them all through a twist of fate you will be sorry too late so sweet so cold you must follow it takes control now im over you are you over me too just a number now still im working it out and i am working it out i m burning it up but im over you are you over me too so sweet so cold you must follow it takes control