My life's like a tilt-a-whirl
It's exciting until you notice something's not quite right
Your stomach rolls and you know you're going to puke
Maybe it's just motion sickness or your mind imagining a loose *****
Come to find out it's because you have no control
A revelation
We don't even have control in our dreams
All you can do is drop to your knees and scream
May 15, 2020
May 15, 2020 at 8:49 AM UTC
My life's like a tilt-a-whirl
It's exciting until you notice something's not quite right
Your stomach rolls and you know you're going to puke
Maybe it's just motion sickness or your mind imagining a loose *****
Come to find out it's because you have no control
A revelation
We don't even have control in our dreams
All you can do is drop to your knees and scream
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