Ian: Sips my milk which is in a wine glass Round and round like a horse on a carousel, we go,
Ian: Stares out into space with my finger on my chin Will I catch up to love?
Ian: Shrugs I could never tell, Stands up I know,
Ian: Throws the wine glass at the wall Chasing after you is like a fairytale, but I,
Ian: Rests hand on heart, looks at the floor, ears drop Feel like I'm glued on tight to this carousel.
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Ian: Suddenly at a place, in a tuxedo and top hat. also with a dancing can thing Come, Spins my top hat on my finger come one, come all.
Ian: Puts my hat back on and sticks my arm out as in size You must be this tall.
Ian: Leans on my cane To ride this ride at the carnival.
Ian: Looks over into a thought bubble like in cartoons
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L: Reaches hand out
Ian: Oh, come take my hand. Grabs it
L: Runs
Ian: Pupils turn to blue hearts And run through playland.
Ian: Lets go and hovers, face extremely pink So high, too high at the carnival.
Ian: Punches the thought bubble And it's all fun and games,
Ian: Takes my hat off and places it in my palm 'Til somebody falls Claw pops out in love,
Ian: Throws the hat up But you've Stabs a ticket in mid air already bought a ticket,
Rips it, claw sinks, puts my hat back on, leans on my cane And there's no turning back now.
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Ian: Spins in a circle, staring at the sky, in my normal clothes Round and round like a horse on a carousel, we go,
Ian: Falls backwards Will I catch up to love? I can never tell, I know,
Ian: Rolls on my side and rests hand on cheek Chasing after you is like a fairytale, but I,
Ian: Stands up, snaps, in the tuxedo and everything and back at the carnival Feel like I'm glued on tight to this carousel.
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Ian: Leaning on a wall of those racing horse games, watching a broken one This horse is too slow,
Ian: Looks away We're always this close,
Ian: Looks over at L ... Eyes turn to swirls, hypnotized by his love Almost, almost, we're a freakshow.
Ian: Right, right when I'm near.
Ian: Shakes my head, eyes fade to normal and he be gone It's like you disappeared,
Ian: Looks around Where'd you go?
Ian: Takes my hat off My, dear you're a freakshow!
Ian: Playing that game where you knock over the clown And it's all fun and games,
Ian: Throws the ball and knocks the Dimentio over 'Til somebody falls Does quotations in love,
Ian: Takes the hat off and pulls out a handful of tickets But you've already bought a ticket,
Ian: Looks over
L: On a carousel waiting ;L;
Ian: Crushes the tickets and puts the hat back on And there's no turning back now.
L: Sitting in one of those seat ones*
Ian: Sitting next to him Round and round like a horse on a carousel, we go,
L: Puts my hat on his head
Ian: Can't see Will I catch up to love? I can never tell, I know,
Ian: Tries to take it off
L: Pushes it down
Ian: Chasing after you is like a fairytale, but I,
Ian: Takes the hat off Feel like I'm glued on tight to this carousel.
L: Gone
Ian: Looks down, there's a bar that's preventing me from leaving Why did you steal my cotton candy heart?
Ian: Looks up
L: Taking pictures, sticks tongue out
Ian: You threw it in this damn coin slot,
Ian: Looks down and starts to struggle And now I'm stuck, I'm stuck
L: Messes with the controls and makes it go faster
Ian: Gets flung back against the seat, dizzy Riding, riding, riding Covers my face
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Ian: Uncovers face, the pupils that were once hearts are broken hearts, a tear in eye Round and round like a horse on a carousel, we go,
Ian: Looks over
L: Shows him the cotton candy heart, pointing to it ;] Eats it ' v '
Ian: Fidgets with the bar Will I catch up to love? I can never tell, I know,
L: Walks away
Ian: Chasing after you is like a fairytale, but I,
Ian: Kicks the bar out and stands up, wobbling but catches my balance, the carnival empty Feel like I'm glued on tight to this carousel.
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Stuff I think of at 3:00am
FanfictionNo. This will not make sense. But these are ideas or short comics I think of when I cant sleep.
