There's a pill that you take
When you feel lost and low
It's the hit of a love
Little drug of control
And it spins all your sense
Right into the cold ground
And you head for the hills
Stick your thumb right into your mouth
It's been a long time coming for you
It's been a long night running from truth
Take a good hard look at yourself
On the carousel
I got cake, I've got sweets
I got all you can eat
But what a feast for a thief
And three courses just for a coward's dream
But I'm back on my stomach
Hold you close, hold you from it
Little sword in my side
I've got nothing to hide (I'm lying)
A long time coming for you
It's been a long night running from truth
Take a good hard look at yourself
On the carousel
Cut my corners clean
Give me dopamine
Cut my corners clean
Give mе dopamine
It's been a long time coming for you
It's been a long night running from truth
Take a good hard look at yoursеlf
On the carousel
Oh, on the carousel
On the carousel
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