wheel
For all of the times that I've wasted on you For all of the times that I cried God knows that the wheel will keep spinning, no matter how long the ride. I stood behind and I simply watched Bound by the invisible vines Drunken by the beauty of dreams oh, so exquisitely vain. Now I see I've become a desperate runner, Cause god knows that the wheel won't stay put for the goner...
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