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I wish I could find a way to break the spell

Find me someone I could compel

To show me the brakes on this carousel

I wish I could find a good story to tell

Prove that reality is a myth to dispel

Find me someone I could compel

To show me the brakes on this carousel

Give me something to repel the people who try to sell

The idea that life is ebony and eggshell show me the brakes on this carousel

Round and round and round and round

Round and round till we fly to the ground

Round and round and round and round

Round and round till we're sick of the sound

Round and round and round we go

Round and round till we don't even know

Round and round which way is up

Round and round in a spinning teacup

Round and round and round we go

Round and round till we don't even know

Round and round which way is up

Round and round in a spinning teacup

Round and round I wish I could yell

Round and round to wish you well

Round and round I try to rebel

But I can't find the brakes on this carousel