A spool of wool, wrapped around my finger as it goes numb
A tight embrace, watch as all the colour drains away
I wanna know what makes you go round
I wanna know what makes you go round
And around like a rat in a wheel
Reject the status quo cause none of its real
What makes you go round
Times like a stick of wax, it melts down my hands
And Runs away
A gentle scarlet mark reminds me of where I was yesterday
I wanna know what makes you go round
I wanna know what makes you go round
And around like a rat in a wheel
Reject the status quo cause none of its real
What makes you go round