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  • Worry-Go-Round

    Every picture, every single scene
    Spins around in circles
    And I can't control
    Fearing of the future
    Remembering the past
    Two separate things forming together
    Throwing me into a state of no control
    So where are the drugs?

    My mind is plagued with every little thing
    My own mistakes, a next impending failure
    And I would strangle myself
    For some form of control
    Fearing over nothing
    But it feels like there's something
    And I can't fight the feeling although I wish I can
    Just to take back control
    Just to once again, have control
    Of myself

    Carousel of dreams
    One slight accident, it's a nightmare
    If I don't control myself, right now
    With or without someone beside me
    I'll fall down, hard enough, into despair

    The hate
    The fear
    The pain
    It's spinning around me

    The pain
    The hurt
    A diseased mind
    Where are the drugs?