In a moment of a thousand helping hands
I am not beyond the saccharine of sycophantic rants
In a moment of a wilderness exposed
Is this lack of wisdom better than a charismatic soul
And I'm bringing up blue hoarse me, thinking that I've lost control
Do I have power, Do I have power, Do I have power, over it
Do I have power, Do I have power, Do I have any power over it
For a moment can I just pretend you're mine
Would it kill you now to placate my chauvinistic mind
For a moment as my hoarse haunts harm ago?
Bring the hypnotist back here to get me through another song
And I'm bringing up blue hoarse me, wondering where I went wrong
Do I have power Do I have power Do I have power over it
Do I have power Do I have power Do I have power over it