whirlwind Lyrics

Oh it's top shelf clarity

I'm so glad I got to grasp

A bit of dignity

From the dirty hands

Of the machine

But it doesn't come for free

Everyone thinks things

But who cares

What they think?

Dynamite your worplace

You'll be in trouble but

In a better phase

In your head

Oh this whirlwind that never ends

I got caught up in a fight

With my own self

I don't wanna die of starvation

Is it alright if I try to misbehave?

While you bludgeon my head

With these phrases so easy to say

So we can remember

Who loves who

And who hides

And who shares

And the pretty things you made

Let me run to the shops

I wanna grab it all

It looks so pretty

It looks exactly the way

I wanna see myself

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