It ain't always supposed to hit you different

Sometimes the same’s exactly what you need

Who’s to say?

Blame games can be fun to play

But if you’re the last in line it’s a waste of a day and a waste of your time to go

Fishing for things, diamond and gold that I can’t find no more

Tracing circles so much I can’t see a line no more

I wanted a line out the door

Now I’m doing lines through the nose

And I feel I’m

Feeling I’m losing my way

I could get back if I just had a map and compass and some notes inside my backpack that could lead me through the rummage on my way

You pick the time I’ll pick the place

And If I’m being honest I’ve been lying in my bed all day

Pretending that I know the words and order and the timing just to say

Are you feeling ok?

Are you

Having a hard time

Spinning round the carousel

It’s supposed to be an easy ride

You see the same things every time

But they still take you by surprise

Its not supposed to be an easy ride

Hmm

Why do my horses never move?

Up down

Left right shoot

Doing donuts

Doing loops

I don’t really think I care anymore

But I try to

Like

Maybe thats half the mother fucking problem right there

Tryna sort through the difference ‘tween a dream and night mare

One hits you in your sleep

One hits you while you’re still moving

And I think everything still moving

I can’t believe that I’ve been

Running running round an empty track and stuck for so

Long

And I can’t feel a thing from my neck to my toes

Oh everybody goes everybody goes

But sometimes they stay for unknown reasons

Life’s a ride who’s attending it?

Who’s the attendant, who’s the host, who’s the caretaker, who’s the plan maker?

And when it’s all said and done who’s gone sift through the waivers that I never got to sign they went something like

Are you

Having a hard time

Spinning round the carousel

It’s supposed to be an easy ride

You see

The same things every time

But they still take you by surprise

Its not supposed to be an easy ride