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Tilt my world upside down Take me to the fair Cotton candy almost gone Clowns do not care Put me on the wooden horse Spin me round and round Up, down, turn it off Carousel, I am bound Get me off this wounded ride No more stop and go Blurry vision sinking in Say it isn't so Tortured mind, black my heart Cancel out this game Carousel is not fun Nothing left to blame
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Aug 10, 2015
Aug 10, 2015 at 7:23 PM UTC
Carousel
Tilt my world upside down Take me to the fair Cotton candy almost gone Clowns do not care Put me on the wooden horse Spin me round and round Up, down, turn it off Carousel, I am bound Get me off this wounded ride No more stop and go Blurry vision sinking in Say it isn't so Tortured mind, black my heart Cancel out this game Carousel is not fun Nothing left to blame
My life feels like a tortured carousel and I would like to get off sometime
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Aug 10, 2015
Aug 10, 2015 at 7:23 PM UTC
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