spinnning in circles
just stare at the ceiling and spin
collide with yourself
don't ever make up your mind
shatter your conceptions
look what a mess you've made now,
all these broken dreams all over the carpet
gosh abby, clean up after yourself
maybe then things will be clear in your head
you see, life has made me a bit dizzy
and i'm ready to leave
and start over. somewhere new
where things aren't always up in the air
and we play it by ear
and talk about people other than ourselves
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