Spinning around just like a carousel
It’s nothing but a living hell
Her world became the devils ground
Just what she didn’t need to be around
She turned her fragile body into a deep empty pit
Her smallest clothes no longer fit
But when she looked into the mirror still, she felt unbeautiful
And although she knew what she was doing was harmful,
She just continued to be ignorant in hopes that eventually she’d feel happy
But happy, she would never get to see
Because she’d be dead by the tie she looked that way
But she continued to my the game she played
Because her life had become nothing but a act to perform
And her heart became nothing but a wrestles storm
It was nothing but a living hell,
Spinning around just like a carousel