Songtext von Merry Go Round

I packed a bag and the train's on the track Don't like where we're headed, so I face the back Stare at a man with a book in his hand 'Bout the trees in Japan and I think to myself Am I a leaf or the roots on the ground? Take on the seasons or spiralling down? Lately it feels like a merry go round I'm sick of the sound, kinda sick of the sound It's like I think breathing's overrated Sick of standing still and waiting For the moment I figure it out I want off of this Merry-go, merry-go Round Round If I was smarter, I'd go be a doctor If I was dumber, I'd sit at the altar Blame on my problems and questions on God I know I'd get pissed when he doesn't respond But it's no one's fault that I'm feeling stuck Holding on to things that I no longer love Who will I be when the carousel stops? Spinning forever just isn't enough It's like I think breathing's overrated Sick of standing still and waiting For the moment I figure it out I want off of this Merry-go, merry-go Round (I want off of this) Round (Get me off of this) For the moment I figure it out I want off of this Merry-go, merry-go I want off of this Get me off of this I want off of this Merry-go, merry-go Round