| Some people say life’s like a merry-go-round
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| I think it’s more like a ferris wheel
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| 'cause sometimes you’re up, sometimes you’re down
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| Sometimes you just don’t know what to feel
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| And just when you think you’ve got the game figured out
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| And you say you’ve had enough
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| The mysterious mad man with his hand on the lever
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| Don’t seem to never ever want to let you off
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| You can’t get off this wheel of karma
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| You can’t stop the hands of time
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| Now i have a friend, i might have a few
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| Sometimes i think they just don’t care
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| But i think sometimes they think the same thing of me, yeah
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| You might say we’ve got a problem there
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| You know we all got this habit
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| We like to talk too much
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| And that always tends to slow you down
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| But we never change direction
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| We just keep going round and round and round and round
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| And let me off this wheel of karma
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| Let me stop the hands of time
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| Seems like i’ve been around so many places
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| And i must have learned a lot of things
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| And although i ain’t yet come up with a so-called answer
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| At least i think i finally learned how to sing
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| And there’s just a few things i ain’t got sorted out
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| Sometimes they make my brain get sore
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| Like if kids were left of all devices
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| Would they ever come up with a thing like war
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| Let us off this wheel of karma
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| Let us stop the hands of time |