Caught in the middle, of something that I could not 
have foreseen.
I felt immortal; it's my own head where the problem 
could be.
I have my moments, split second later I had gone down 
the drain.
Making myself sick, what first appears will not stay 
the same?

I'm a merry-go-round and you turn me down, 
I'm a merry-go-round and you push me down.

Heat melts away the snow that does fall.
Sing and dance away, we're going to make it after all.

I'm a merry-go-round and you turn me down, 
I'm a merry-go-round and you push me down.
Show me devotion, all the golden times seem to pass by 
quick.
Looking for pleasure, don't get used to it turn the 
other cheek.
Hold on for better, you spend too much time talking 
about things you hate, 
it doesn't matter, and there it goes again it goes all 
the way.

I'm a merry-go-round and you turn me down, 
I'm a merry-go-round and you push me down.

All the dreams that I saved I'm selling out today.
Take my faith away, we're going to make it after all
terrorized, neutralized, brutalized, victimized, and 
euphonized!!