Paroles de Spun Around
Kneeling at the sink I'm reelingWaiting for the calm that can't be found
I've swallowed all the pills, I'm cold
And the dreams are starting to take hold
Thinking that this room is sinking
And my God is nowhere to be found
CARR, MARTIN JAMES
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