Marry-go-round

Here I am, on the road again

Am I digging my own grave?

I ain’t afraid of no ghost

In time, when you think about it

Behind all the illusions

I always kept my mind straight

In this cave of hope, I hear no echoes at all

To every signal

I wish I would get a hint to know if I do things

Right or wrong

I’m standing on a merry-go-round

I’m standing on a merry-go-round

I’m standing on a merry-go-round

Just waiting for your sign

Rain is creating in a puddle

Of disappointment

I call it disillusion

Right now, the only thing that matters

Is get to know the right trail

To the final picture

Too scared, to get you scared