Round
sitting
in this spinning chair,
my eyes have become a revolving door,
i can make out images in the blur,
the demons, are everywhere,
the colors they mold into 1 picture,
one that i can truly understand,
the spoon offers up an elixir,
but i refuse the helping hand,
i see my childhood replaying,
over and over in my view,
i look the ones who hurt me in the eyes,
i'm finally brave enough to say..FUCK YOU!
Round and Round it goes,
Where will i be when it stops,
No one really knows,
So i relax and stay on for the ride,
Round....
and.......
Round
my eyes have become a revolving door,
i can make out images in the blur,
the demons, are everywhere,
the colors they mold into 1 picture,
one that i can truly understand,
the spoon offers up an elixir,
but i refuse the helping hand,
i see my childhood replaying,
over and over in my view,
i look the ones who hurt me in the eyes,
i'm finally brave enough to say..FUCK YOU!
Round and Round it goes,
Where will i be when it stops,
No one really knows,
So i relax and stay on for the ride,
Round....
and.......
Round
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