Just tell me
so I can unwind myself
Where the next cut will be
And I can remind myself
(maybe)
To burn the drawbridge
All the way
You said
That he said
That he knew
That there was nothing
and then something happened
All over again
And just like always
And I don't have enough prayers left
for another sequel
I don't have enough soul left
For the next reprise
Watching you on
A black carousel
is a drill
That digs too deep
You've got to keep
Your carnival
Off. My. Street.
(I think I mean it this time)
so I can unwind myself
Where the next cut will be
And I can remind myself
(maybe)
To burn the drawbridge
All the way
You said
That he said
That he knew
That there was nothing
and then something happened
All over again
And just like always
And I don't have enough prayers left
for another sequel
I don't have enough soul left
For the next reprise
Watching you on
A black carousel
is a drill
That digs too deep
You've got to keep
Your carnival
Off. My. Street.
(I think I mean it this time)
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