Merry Go Round

I packed a bag and the train's on the track

Don't like where we're headed, so I face the back

Stare at a man with a book in his hand

'Bout the trees in Japan and I think to myself

"Am I a leaf or the roots on the ground?"

Take on the seasons, we're spiraling down

Lately it feels like a merry-go-round

I'm sick of the sound, kinda sick of the sound

It's like I think breathing's overrated

Sick of standing still and waiting

For the moment, I figure it out

I want off of this merry-go, merry-go

Round

Round

If I was smarter, I'd go be a doctor

If I was dumber, I'd sit at the altar

Blame all my problems and questions on God

I know I get pissed when He doesn't respond

But it's no one's fault that I'm feeling stuck

Holding onto things that I no longer love

Who will I be when the carousel stops?

Spinning forever just isn't enough

It's like I think breathing's overrated

Sick of standing still and waiting

For the moment I figure it out

I want off of this merry-go, merry-go

Round (I want off of this)

Round (get me off of this)

For the moment, I figure it out

I want off of this merry-go, merry-go

I want off of this

Get me off of this, mm

I want off of this merry-go, merry-go

Round