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Why's everybody so crowded all the time? Hurts my head Hurts my head Guess I never noticed how much time I spent on my own I like being alone ('lone) But breathe in Through your nose Blow out From your mouth Maybe shit won't go the way you planned Lost my head somewhere inside carousel I don't fancy dying alone I'm still a bitch to everyone So blow the air out from my mouth Music makes the demons go away Mine won't go Ride is closed That's the way the carousel goes Mind is riding in a circle Wipe my face off on my pillow and blow The air out from my- Maybe shit won't go the way you planned Lost my head somewhere inside carousel I don't fancy dying alone Still a bitch to everyone So blow the air out from my mouth Maybe shit won't go the way you planned Lost my head somewhere inside carousel