In This Carousel

I wait for the weight of the world

To be wrapped up and lifted off

Like a paper aeroplane into the sun

Drifting off

To the same old song in a different place

The notes that I write aren't symphonies

Mistakes are my melodies

Cuttin' at the seam in a fever dream

Abnormal scene, it's all peachy keen

Getting buried by the sky and I never thought to ask why?

Spinning in this carousel

I made myself, it's my own hell

I could use the company

So race with me

It's my own hell

Now its wings are set aflame

I can see the embers fall

In a starry nightmare, I'm choking on air

My errors feel so small

Gravity's lapsing, I no longer touch the ground

Falling from grace, I am lost and I'm found

Off the rails, no longer spinning on the track

I wanted it to end but I wanna take it back

Spinning in this carousel

I made myself, it's my own hell

I could use the company

So race with me

In this carousel

My carousel

Spinning in this carousel

I made myself, it's my own hell

I could use the company

So race with me

Spinning in this carousel (All I want is to be free)

It's my own hell

All I want is to be free

Please rescue me