Sitting in my armchair, thinking again and again and again Going round in a circle I cant get out Then I look around, thinking day and night and day Then you look around there must be some explanation And the tension builds! Take advantage let nothing be fantasy How do you grow as you stunt your growth? Nothing you say makes sense anymore Then you look around there must be some explanation And the tension builds! Sitting in my armchair, thinking again and again and again Going round in a circle I cant get out Reluctant in my cold sweat, thinking day and night and day Then you look around theres nothing left to say And the tension builds!
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