Sometimes I feel like a spinnig top.
Forever roaming in a rickety circle.
I can try and get on another path, but I'll always fall back to where I was before.
And when I've fallen and think I'm free from those circles someone picks me up.
And spins me again.
Forever roaming in a rickety circle.
I can try and get on another path, but I'll always fall back to where I was before.
And when I've fallen and think I'm free from those circles someone picks me up.
And spins me again.