spining in circles
did you every notice your turning around in circle dont know what to say dont seem to notice whats going on so tired of this folish world you never seem to know whats right and wrong feel like your all alone lost in the crowd of a million voices yelling your name your heads turnin round dont know whats going on a hands on your shoulder telling you its all ganna be okay holds your hand and it all just fades away the sorrow the pain the sadness it has all gone away youll be alright as long as your brave.
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