This Isn't Control (MS MR)

Simmering songs never get plain Tinsel dreams, sweet lemonade The gates close the pack shut down They packed up they found another town To replace, to erase Curious schools mimicking fools This isn't control This isn't control This isn't control This isn't control This isn't control This isn't control This isn't control This isn't control Left behind the perfect crime Like a swell hence subside Subside What was the spell it feels like a curse Wonder if you could lead first