| I feel like a spinning top or a Dreidel
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| The spinning don’t stop when you leave the cradle
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| You just slow down
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| Round and around the world you go Spinning through the lives of the people you know
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| We all slow down
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| How you gonna keep on turning from day to day?
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| How you gonna keep from turning your life away?
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| No days you can borrow, no time you can buy.
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| No trust in tomorrow. |
| It’s a lie.
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| And I feel like I’m dippin' and divin'.
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| My sky shoes are spiked with lead heels.
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| I’m lost in this star car I’m drivin'.
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| But my air sole keeps pushin' big wheels.
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| My world is a constant confusion.
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| My mind is prepared to attack.
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| My past a persuasive illusion.
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| I’m watchin' the future it’s black.
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| What do you know?
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| You know just what you perceive.
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| What can you show?
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| Nothing of what you believe.
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| And as you grow, each thread of life that you leave
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| Will spin around your deeds and dictate your needs
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| As you sell your soul and you sow your seeds
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| And you wound yourself and your loved one bleed
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| And your habits grow, and your conscience feeds
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| On all that you thought you should be I never thought this could happen to me.
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| I feel like a spinning top or a dreidel.
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| The spinning don’t stop when you leave the cradle.
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| You just slow down.
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| Round and around the world you go Spinning through the lives of the people you know.
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| We all slow down.
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| How you gonna keep on turning from day to day?
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| How you gonna keep from turning your life away? |
| Oh.
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| I feel like a spinning top or a dreidel.
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| The spinning don’t stop when you leave the cradle.
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| You just slow down. |