Текст песни Carousel - Fog Lake

Cut away the ropes to this puppet i made
The host that got carried away
As my carousel keeps spinning round
Yet again

Holy light in my room
Keeps me humming as i spin to my doom
Off the rails and still out of tune with you
Tired and nausous round yet again

Take me back to the time
I convinced myself that you were truly mine
But i lost myself long down the line
To my grave down yet again

Now hear as the sound
Of my carousel spins around
To the day i'll never be found
I will be drowned in the end