Round and around
And back down
On this rusty Ferris Wheel
Creaking and moaning
Trying to take us this morning
Up and down
But we only go around
The reason I'm here
Has never been clear
All I know is that I know
That I care about you so
No real backbone and a hazy facade
Greet me every time I try to read your sign
Your expect so much but only give a little way
I don't know how you expect me to stay
Staring at me gloomily
Choking your pistol grip
Submerging your hands deep
Loading your gun and pressing the tip
To my extremities
Alway threatening
To blow me to pieces
I can only look up and smile
This night might take a little while
Mar 6, 2013
Mar 6, 2013 at 9:07 AM UTC
Round and around
And back down
On this rusty Ferris Wheel
Creaking and moaning
Trying to take us this morning
Up and down
But we only go around
The reason I'm here
Has never been clear
All I know is that I know
That I care about you so
No real backbone and a hazy facade
Greet me every time I try to read your sign
Your expect so much but only give a little way
I don't know how you expect me to stay
Staring at me gloomily
Choking your pistol grip
Submerging your hands deep
Loading your gun and pressing the tip
To my extremities
Alway threatening
To blow me to pieces
I can only look up and smile
This night might take a little while
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