Riding On A Carrousel

Three o'clock in the morning

I wake up 'cause someone calls

I feel the air is trying to warn me

So I bang my head against the wall

There's a huge amount of bottles

Half-filled, broken, lost and old

Left from last night's drunk experience

And then the room gets whorled and cold

I'm riding on a carrousel

Heaven's turning into hell

I'm getting lost in wine and booze

Feeling lonely, that's the truth

I'm wasting all my youth, my youth.

I get up but start to stumble

I'm crawling on the kitchen floor

I got no drinks, that makes me humble

My thirsty throat knocks on the door

So I'm trying to take a shower

And a pale light flashes my screen

My mind comes up, makes me remember

I barely had a change of scene

I'm riding on a carrousel

Heaven's turning into hell

I'm getting lost in wine and booze

Feeling lonely, that's the truth

I'm wasting all my youth, my youth.

Why have I done this to my body?

Drinking beer to kill my mind

Licking wounds all deep and bloody

And my friends are hard to find

Give me a reason to start weaning

Off all the demons overtaking me

I'd give my life a brand new meaning

With a perspective and alcohol-free.

I wrote this songtext for a young band called "By The Morgue" (released as "Inner Decision"). It was for a song competition and these guys came 4th. Visit their homepage for further information:
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