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Spin, spin, spin |
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So this is what it's like...Hmmmm? |
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Like dancing on dynamite. |
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I've been aching for a gamble |
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Burning for something risky |
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Even if I take it on the chin. |
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No real reason to |
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But no reason not to |
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The time was right |
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So I just jumped right in |
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Spin, spin, spin, spin. |
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Spin, spin, spin |
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Where exactly is this? |
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Somewhere I think between "A" and "B" |
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Where my choice leaves me hanging |
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By the thread of an idea |
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Where the only competition is myself. |
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Where I decide to chance it |
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Exposed and suspended |
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I'm swinging through the jungle |
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And I run out of vines |
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Spin, spin, spin, spin |
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Spin, spin, spin |
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So this is what it's like, Hmmmm? |
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It's scary living in mid air |
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If I get out of this |
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With just a few bad habits |
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I've done pretty well, I think |
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No excuses, no inhibitions |
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Chuck that excess baggage |
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Whizzing around |
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Doing my impression of an exposed nerve |
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Spin, spin, spin, spin |
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Spin, spin, spin |
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Faster and faster |
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Looks like I'm here for the duration |
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I know I'm an "I" now, I want an "us" but This limb can't take another ounce of doubt |
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This is kind of shaking me up |
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But I'm glad I did it |
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Spoke only for myself |
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But I see others |
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Nodding in agreement |
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Spin, spin, spin, spin |
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No crutch, no rabbit's foot No spare, no safety net |
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No map, no travel guide |
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No fuse, no warning light |
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No course, no schools |
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No kit, no tools |
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No law, no rules |
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So where did the ground go |
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Can't feel it with my feet |
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Can't connect)he dots |
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When I can't see where they meet |
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End over end |
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Hanging stuck half-way |
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Between nothing and something, somewhere I spin |
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'Til something happens. |
