Carousel

Round and round on the carousel
I want to get off but I can't
Nothing I do ever works out end up right back at the start

Step off of the plane in my home town
I hate the way you always look down
On me you're never gonna think that wherever I am is where I ought to be now
I want to believe in your good intentions
I always seem let you down
I'm always failing in your predictions
Push my head in watch me drown

Hold it in, count to ten blow it back out
Broken down from a pound to a stack now
Broken but hoping you'll hear this out
As the words fall right out of my mouth

I don't want to see you in my mentions
Every time you let me down
I'm Better off without my suspicions
You're Better off without me around

Round and round on the carousel
I want to get off but I can't
Nothing I do ever works out end up right back at the start

To the start of my memories no one fucking with my art and you defending me
It's hard to believe that you got me to see that on my motherfucking own
Is the way I'm supposed to be so
I suppose opportunities grow
But do I really give a fuck if you won't be at my show
On and on, always stressing bout the songs that I wrote
On and on, when the world ends nobody knows
While the world spins, I got lots of places to go i got some changes
I want to make I got some money to blow
And on the day I die I can't take that shit with me so
Ima try to do something you remember for