East India Youth - Carousel Тексты

We have the sound
Creaking loud
A cricket frame, suckling ash
We're strange like just
How to turn round

CAROUSEL, CAROUSEL
Spinning around
CAROUSEL, CAROUSEL
Holds me down

Then nothing wants to begin us
The strange are just
Coming out
Until they went and I never lied

CAROUSEL, CAROUSEL
Spinning around
CAROUSEL, CAROUSEL
Holding me down