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 Carousels

[Verse]
Ashtray stuffed, burnt bridges in the mist
Running from the grind, yeah, dodging every twist
Money, drugs, and sex—triple-threat on the wrist
But the lights ain't caught me, they just flick and miss

[Chorus]
Woah, woah, spinning like carousels
Up and down, I’m trapped in these spells
The price of fame, a secret it tells
You’d never know when the bottom just fell

[Verse 2]
A stack of dreams but the corners frayed
Chasing ghosts in designer suede
Paparazzi flash, I’m a hunted prey
Living fast, but tomorrow's grey

[Prechorus]
Round and round, this ride don’t stop
Pedal pressed down, till the motor pop

[Chorus]
Woah, woah, spinning like carousels
Up and down, I’m trapped in these spells
The price of fame, a secret it tells
You’d never know when the bottom just fell

[Bridge]
Neon halos, fake smiles in disguise
Smoke clouds, they shield my eyes
Dizzy heights, where the air gets thin
Carousel dreams, but it’s hard to win

 

Written, produced - Rick Dean
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