Sam Brown Merry Go Round
Bitten nails handfuls of hair
head in her hands sat on the stairs
bitter tears locked up inside
figting her heart figting her mind
It's merry go round
you can never get off
it's merry go round
it will never stop
what is she wife keeper or friend
she has no more give or lend
and someone said
What is full of care
we have no time to stand and stare
It's merry go round
you can never get off
it's merry go round
it will never stop
she has to break away
she wants to leave
now she has made her own bed
but she can't sleep
It's merry go round
you can never get off
it's merry go round
it will never stop
