From the recording Muzz
Lyrics
Can't take any more
I'm sick to the core
Of being the fool
You use and ignore
I said it once
But I'll say it once more
In the hope it jams
Your revolving door
Stop spinning me around
Stop holding me down
I'm not an arcade amusement
This ain't a merry-go-round
I'm not your freak show
I'm not your penny thrill
You've had your three shots for a pound of my flesh
So let me go or make the kill
Gotta get off this carousel
Riding towards my death
Going nowhere in circles
It's already time I got off and left