'Round and 'round and 'round you go

Where you'll stop no one can know

Mistakes are hard

They batter and bruise you

Drop you down

Lower

Lower

Lower 

You made them all your life

Sometimes you hit the floor

Sometimes you are flying till

Gravity 

Gravity 

Gravity

Gravity

Nothing you can do

Nothing to predict 

No math to solve

The only one you fight is 

Yourself 

Yourself

Yourself

Some day's there's no

Hope

Hope

Hope

Hope

To make it through you talk

Words rambling

Dropping

Dropping

Dropping

To the floor, lifeless

When all you make are

Mistakes 

Mistakes

Mistakes.

Mistakes.

 

I'm sorry.