Radiohead — ​Soft Pain VOX

Your power Listen woman I'm just about there to sell your sell and the chances of hell High on the fountain, the call in your eyes and it just says enough [?] never saw him alive Oh babe, it just isn’t cold Darling, for the sum of your life Maybe it's a chance for lives above Maybe it's the chance on a chemical I don’t know Just let it go [?] There Yeah I'm a chance on a corner Tryna get through to you We know what you know Isn't easin' this world of their toll Yeah, an' I'm just chemicals Oh, twistin' your hair, oh [fuck me up?] Oh, twistin' your curls I must, I must control it I must, I must control it I must, I must control it I must, I must control it I must, I must control it I must, I must control it I must