This is not the end, this is not the beginning

Just a voice like a riot,

‘Be humble.

Sit down.

Who said your dream would get you a Porsche?

Who says that life is not death?’

Round and round and round and round we go,

Carousel in the sky,

Still halfway to nowhere,

Still nothing today,

Walk around in,

Don’t need to walk around in circles,

Scratch, kick, let gravity win,

Like fuck this,

Cause though the truth may vary

This ship will carry our bodies safe to shore

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