It ain't always supposed to hit you different
Sometimes the same’s exactly what you need
Who’s to say?
Blame games can be fun to play
But if you’re the last in line it’s a waste of a day and a waste of your time to go
Fishing for things, diamond and gold that I can’t find no more
Tracing circles so much I can’t see a line no more
I wanted a line out the door
Now I’m doing lines through the nose
And I feel I’m
Feeling I’m losing my way
I could get back if I just had a map and compass and some notes inside my backpack that could lead me through the rummage on my way
You pick the time I’ll pick the place
And If I’m being honest I’ve been lying in my bеd all day
Pretending that I know the words and ordеr and the timing just to say
Are you feeling ok?

Are you
Having a hard time
Spinning round the carousel
It’s supposed to be an easy ride
You see the same things every time
But they still take you by surprise
Its not supposed to be an easy ride

Hmm
Why do my horses never move?
Up down
Left right shoot
Doing donuts
Doing loops
I don’t really think I care anymore
But I try to
Like

Maybe thats half the mother fucking problem right there
Tryna sort through the difference ‘tween a dream and night mare
One hits you in your sleep
One hits you while you’re still moving
And I think everything still moving

I can’t believe that I’ve been
Running running round an empty track and stuck for so
Long
And I can’t feel a thing from my neck to my toes
Oh everybody goes everybody goes
But sometimes they stay for unknown reasons
Life’s a ride who’s attending it?
Who’s the attendant, who’s the host, who’s the caretaker, who’s the plan maker?
And when it’s all said and done who’s gone sift through the waivers that I never got to sign they went something like

Are you
Having a hard time
Spinning round the carousel
It’s supposed to be an easy ride
You see
The same things every time
But they still take you by surprise
Its not supposed to be an easy ride