–   –       –
I feel small
.  .    .       .    .
reassert control
    –
small
.  .    .       .    .
reassert control
  –
feel
–   –    –
I control
    –
small
.  .    .       .    .
reassert control
–   .  .   .  
I  reassert
   .    .
control
    –
small
.  .    .       .    .
reassert control

(da capo)
–   –      –
I feel small

(etc.)

The fear of being a golem/
a sophisticated creature
of crude clay/
deflecting sunlight,
casting shadows/
purposeless, soulless/
stumbling
heavy-footed
on the face of a
rotten rock.

Small stakes ain't gonna do it;
For I want to win big.
I can't win, as the Strokes say,
But I will, tomorrow,
Not today.
There must be,
Love, cash and pride,
A bit of luck, a ray of light;
S'me ****** sign.
I win big.
Small stakes
ain't gonna do it
For me
Tomorrow.