9/11/14
It goes around and around
To break this crown
Never say goodbye
But it saved my life
We're running in circles
From the killer
We made it
The robber
We break in
The knife
That just saved me
Ride these horses
They'll buck you off and kick you to dust
Before you can get up and brush it off
Singing the haunted music
The hollow eyes that prove it
The cold dead stares
Of the painted plastic mares
But this ride just goes 'round and around
Dizzying me to practise
Those beliefs I don't believe in
That makes me feel like screaming
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