There is no test, there is no answer.
Spin my world. Fall in a trance here.

It gets so loud, but I’m so quiet.
Spinning rocks, my mind’s a riot.

And you don’t hear me even as I scream.
Why’d you take my things?

That’s how it’s always been.
Get ready and it’s taken.
Why do I give when everything gets taken?
I wish I didn’t know.

Do my best to keep it together.
At times my heart just falls like a feather.

It drops so slow, though it’s so heavy
But, it’ll come back when it’s ready.

You really set me off today.
You never hear a thing I say.
There is no test.
There is no answer.
Look at all this spinning.

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