Spun Around

The Boo Radleys


Keeling at the sink I'm reeling
waiting for the calm that can't be found
I've swallowed all the pills, I'm cold
and the dreams are starting to take hold.

Thinking that this room is sinking
and my God is nowhere to be found
1,2,3,4 (backwards)


Writer/s: MARTIN JAMES CARR

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