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