Under Control

Unraveling Despair: Ben Caplan's Haunting Tale of Control and Chaos
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Lyrics

There's a churning , There's a churning, There's a churning around

Describing a sense of turmoil or unrest

I can't fall asleep and the drugs won't stay down

Insomnia and struggle with substances


There's a burning, There's a burning,There's a burning I've

Referring to a profound, internal burning sensation

Found. It's deep in the pit Where the blood pumps around

Locating the source of intensity in the core of one's being


All children are laughing outside. The work never sleeps and there is no where to hide

Contrasting carefree children with the relentless demands of work

It's under control far as anyone seen

Suggesting a facade of control, despite challenges

But there ain't enough shit to climb out the latrine

Acknowledging difficulties in overcoming adversity


There's a witness, There's a witness, There's a witness out there We've got to pretend that the moneys still here

Highlighting the need to pretend financial stability


There's a knocking, There's a knocking, There's a knock at the door We'll tell them that uncle don't live here no more

Creating a false narrative to avoid unwanted visitors


All the angels are crying down stairs the brandy's run out but their god never cares

Depicting a desperate situation with divine indifference

Just grab them and tell them the evenings been ruined and his robes reek of failure and cheep french perfume

Manipulating others to conceal personal failures


There's a tinkering, There's a tinkering, There's a tinkerer in town she'll fix everything till the moneys been found

Introducing a character promising solutions for money problems


There's a watchman, There's a watchman and he's guarding the door with a drink in his hand and a gun on the floor

Describing a guard, possibly corrupt, responsible for security


And the monsters blew in through the sewers again and they spend every night making evermore friends

Describing infiltrating troubles and growing challenges

They've conquered the bowels of Paris and now They have every intention of Taking the town

Asserting the takeover of a city after conquering its depths


There's a bottle, There's a bottle, There's a bottle in my bed It helps me to reach for the switch in my head

Using a bottle in bed as a metaphorical switch for coping

There's a madness, There's a madness at bay but a cold wind will blow down the levee some day

Describing a restrained madness awaiting release

A trade of blows but the doctors been hanged

Noting a violent conflict with the mention of a hanged doctor

In a white little house oh the telephone rang and It's under control far as anyone seen

Reiterating the facade of control despite ongoing challenges

But there ain't enough shit to climb out the latrine

Emphasizing the ongoing struggle despite perceived control

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