Merry-Go Round
There's a million different ways to give somebody else your eyes
And absolution while effective's full of fucking lies
Now I can give you my opinion you can give me yours
We'll throw them out without a shout and lock the fucking doors
'Cause in the merry-go-round
There's lots of sites and no sound
And if you want the false crown
Tell me that I'm wrong
There's no easy solution
So let's come to the conclusion
To use the Constitution
'Cause everybody lies
And in the merry-go-round
There's lots of sites and no sound
And if you want the false crown
Tell me that I'm wrong
Fuck the fucking future I just want to win
So damn full of pride we're all fucking sins
The day of the salon is dead and opinions became facts
And we're all attune to reason but that ships to fucking cracked
'Cause in the merry-go-round
There's lots of sites and no sound
And if you want the false crown
Tell me that I'm wrong
Yea in the merry-go-round
There's lots of sites and no sound
And if you want the false crown
Tell me that I'm wrong
Writer/s: Billy Smith, Sidney Wyche
