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Round and round and round it goes
When will it stop nobody really knows
I've been warned to stay away from you
But since that I'm at a loss of
What to do
I'd fall on my knees
I'd fall on my face
The thought of you around
Just sends me out into space
Poor in your salt my open wounds
Sting these are just a few of
so many things
I got it bad I got it good you do
things to me like no one before
ever could you came my way when
this world was so stagnant
how easily you've come to grip like my
heart like a magnet
