In endless loops, we spin and sway
Trapped in cycles that never fade
A merry-go-round of pain and fear
Where joy and hope are hard to hear
We search for escape, a way to break
The chains that bind us to this ache
But every step forward, we take two back
And find ourselves in the same old track
A vicious circle, spinning round
Where shadows dance and demons are found
We're chasing tails, in endless flight
Never quite free, from the dark of night
Yet still we hold, on to the thread
Of hope and love, that's buried deep in our head
And though the circle, may seem so strong
We'll rise above, and sing our own sweet song.
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