Round and round
Round and round
Spin that void round and round, round and round
Let it roll you back from the ledge
Spin that void round and round, round and round
Hold it in the palm of your hand
When everything tastes like cardboard
Salted, fried or charbroiled
When nothing feels quite worthwhile
Whether pain or mirth now
Spin that void round and round, round and round
Let it roll you back from the ledge
Spin that void round and round, round and round
Hold it in the palm of your hand
Spin that void round and round, round and round
Let it roll you back from the ledge
Spin that void round and round, round and round
Hold it in the palm of your hand
When everything tastes like cardboard
Salted, fried or charbroiled
When nothing feels quite worthwhile
Whether pain or mirth now
Spin that void round and round, round and round
Let it roll you back from the ledge
Spin that void round and round, round and round
Hold it in the palm of your hand
Spin that void round and round, round and round
Let it roll you back from the ledge
Spin that void round and round, round and round
Hold it in the palm of your hand
Joyce Kwon - Spin Lyrics
Joyce Kwon - Spin Lyrics
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Round and round
Round and round
Spin that void round and round, round and round
Let it roll you back from the ledge
Spin that void round and round, round and round
Hold it in the palm of your hand
When everything tastes like cardboard
Salted, fried or charbroiled
When nothing feels quite worthwhile
Whether pain or mirth now
Spin that void round and round, round and round
Let it roll you back from the ledge
Spin that void round and round, round and round
Hold it in the palm of your hand
Spin that void round and round, round and round
Let it roll you back from the ledge
Spin that void round and round, round and round
Hold it in the palm of your hand
When everything tastes like cardboard
Salted, fried or charbroiled
When nothing feels quite worthwhile
Whether pain or mirth now
Spin that void round and round, round and round
Let it roll you back from the ledge
Spin that void round and round, round and round
Hold it in the palm of your hand
Spin that void round and round, round and round
Let it roll you back from the ledge
Spin that void round and round, round and round
Hold it in the palm of your hand
Round and round
Spin that void round and round, round and round
Let it roll you back from the ledge
Spin that void round and round, round and round
Hold it in the palm of your hand
When everything tastes like cardboard
Salted, fried or charbroiled
When nothing feels quite worthwhile
Whether pain or mirth now
Spin that void round and round, round and round
Let it roll you back from the ledge
Spin that void round and round, round and round
Hold it in the palm of your hand
Spin that void round and round, round and round
Let it roll you back from the ledge
Spin that void round and round, round and round
Hold it in the palm of your hand
When everything tastes like cardboard
Salted, fried or charbroiled
When nothing feels quite worthwhile
Whether pain or mirth now
Spin that void round and round, round and round
Let it roll you back from the ledge
Spin that void round and round, round and round
Hold it in the palm of your hand
Spin that void round and round, round and round
Let it roll you back from the ledge
Spin that void round and round, round and round
Hold it in the palm of your hand
Writer: Joyce Kwon
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