Merry Go

Oh, here we go again

This might be the 80th

Song you'll never hear based on you

I'm stacking paper and

It's not the kind in rubber bands

All my free time is spent on you

I feel psychic, I know what's next

But I don't know how the ink's still wet

Maybe my dried cries are in my head

If I came out my shell

Will it stop the carousel?

And will my force be at rest?

This is the part where I

Try my hardest not to cry, but

I still end up with sore eyes

This is like a merry go

Move so fast, I can't let go

Will it stop? I'll never know

Probably grave your name in stone

You know that I hate the sequel

But you move so fast I'm holding on to

Something like a merry go

Maybe this is like a miracle

This is the part where I

Try my hardest not to cry, but

I still end up with sore eyes

Songs of starvation and drought

Never seem to leave my mouth

I'm far too concerned with my own thirst

World peace and racism

Should be on my cranium

But my mind always seems to put you first

I could try lying in my songs

But they wouldn't connect with the people listening at home

Paint a pretty picture with my words

But I would rather prefer

Inspiring little boys and girls

Show 'em they deserve

So much more

Than what I settled for, yeah yeah yeah

But then my pen touches my pad and I'm right back on course

This is the part (This is the part) where I

Try my hardest (Where I try) not to cry,but

I still end up with sore eyes (Ah-ah-ah-ah)

This is like a merry go (This is like)

Move so fast, I can't let go

Will it stop? I'll never know (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)

Probably grave your name in stone

You know that I hate the sequel

But you move so fast I'm holding on to

Something like a merry go

Maybe this is like a miracle

This is the part where I

Try my hardest not to cry, but

I still end up with sore eyes (Ooh-ooh-ooh oh)

No, this is love

We go, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh