
I could live a little better with the myths and the lies,
When the darkness broke in, I just broke down and cried.
I could live a little in a wider line,
When the change is gone, when the urge is gone,
To lose control. When here we come
— "She's Lost Control" (extended version, 1979)
If you are a fan, you will know who they are and why I post this today.
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