The music fades
Suddenly murky as it plays
In the background
Like the dancers
Strobe lights flash
Leaving us like ash
Fists still pumping
And we're somehow jumping
As I'm spinnin' 'round,
Rooms whirling
Cause I'm falling down
Soon I'll hit the ground
This kaleidoscope keeps turning
so I'm learning
Just like a merry-go-round
And soon I'll be never again to be found
Lost control
And I don't feel whole
Sensation so numb
Yet I still hum
Feb 14, 2011
Feb 14, 2011 at 6:01 PM UTC
The music fades
Suddenly murky as it plays
In the background
Like the dancers
Strobe lights flash
Leaving us like ash
Fists still pumping
And we're somehow jumping
As I'm spinnin' 'round,
Rooms whirling
Cause I'm falling down
Soon I'll hit the ground
This kaleidoscope keeps turning
so I'm learning
Just like a merry-go-round
And soon I'll be never again to be found
Lost control
And I don't feel whole
Sensation so numb
Yet I still hum
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