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
