As we go round and round we pick up momentum
Going around in this circle we tend to loose ourselves
We loose grip of what is real what is not
We betray those who are kind
But group with those who have lost thier mind
They attack those who still hold on tight
But we all have our limits and then we fall
They gather more and more but I will remain to the next break of dawn
As they try to tear me away at the darkness of night
I think of those that I have lost and I hold on tight
I close my eyes and think of fear
As I dwell on demons of fright
I think to my self am I still kind
So I open my eyes to realize I have finally lost my mind
