| Don’t you know, there’s no place I can go
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| It’s like I’m stuck on a merry-go-round
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| Can’t you see what it’s doing to me?
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| It’s like the whole thing is getting me down
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| Around and around it goes
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| How to make it stop, nobody knows
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| Grains of sand, cigarette in my hand
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| Time is running, but I’ve run out of time
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| No way out, better deal with the doubtful revolution
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| Blowing my mind
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| Around and around it goes
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| How to make it stop, nobody knows
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| Around and around it goes
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| How to make it stop, nobody knows
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| Rising sun, my TV is turned on
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| Looks like I’m in for another spin
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| Turned out right, better turn out the lights
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| But all this turning is doing me in
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| Around and around it goes
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| How to make it stop, nobody knows
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| Around and around it goes
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| How to make it stop, nobody knows |