Wilbur Soot - Losing Face

its all futile. its all pointless.

all instruments by me except for wilbur’s vocals obviously

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Perfume

It's All Futile! It's All Pointless!

The Fall

Sex Sells



Subjected...
Oh... ya. Subjected...

subjected to your words... your world... against my desire... 

inflicted... infected... with your hanious mind...
your purpose to control... abusive... abducted by your wrech'ed soul... I will not succumb to your control...
I am free to be what ever I choose to be...

Control... oh no... no... no...
Control...

Control and discipline... coming from within...
life lost, memories tossed, time away, empty home, you live your life all alone...

 your world collapsed as time lapsed... from inside..
you burn inside but can't extinguish the flame for you are the fuel..

It's your game and we all know you are an axe hole... it's been said again and again and again...
a real man does not play your game... little mind, lost inside...

Control...
Not this time...
NO NO NO...

Your reputation is well known... not something I'd want to own... but it suits you fine... 
menacing when you appear... you don't belong here... destroy the heart with your attitude... 

your M O is all you own... you have no place in my life... go away and try again this place is meant for real men...



Subjected...
Oh.. Subjected...

subjected to your words... your world... inflicted... infected... with your hanious mind... 
your purpose to control... abusive... abducted by by your wrech'ed soul... I will not succumb to your control... I am free...


Time will find you... karma will come...
 not to far down... this trail has a place for you... little man... little man... you better get a plan...



Subjected

maybe i was boring

white wine in a wetherspoons

radiator hospital — wilbur soot (cover)

It's All Futile! It's All Pointless!

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