Around and around they go
Driving you mad
All the thoughts with nothing to show
One occasionally happy with the rest being sad
More more more
Always with what you want and never with what you had
So many thoughts make your head sore
Nowhere to belong
Twisting you out of shape deep down in your very core
Trying to block them out with instruments and song
Realising you’re alone
Wanting to give up, is that so wrong
That’s what life lessons have shown
You’re on your own with no place left to call your home.
