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The final song of the “love section” of the album, Carousel uses powerful synths and ethereal sounds to convey the final and necessary step of the cycle of love.
Description from Bandcamp:
“Carousel represents the self-awareness of knowing you need to let go, knowing fully well if you don’t your l...
[Verse 1]
Did you realize something or was it just a dream
I still can't accept that you never loved me
Your actions take lessons from what I've already seen
Can I still call you my love if I don't wipe the slate clean?
[Chorus]
Your watchful gaze so torturous
You got it wrong, I don't yearn for lust
'Cause I've been told, baby, more than once
To let you go
But I'm still locked in this prison cell
Of a famished mind, not far from hell
Below the grave I ring a bell
To make it known I'm riding on your carousel
[Post-Chorus]
On your carousel
I need to get off of your carousel
[Verse 2]
None of you know what I've put myself through
Why do none of you feel the same way that I do?
I'm honestly begging, you give me someone soon
Or I'm scared I might, force you to the moon
[Chorus]
Your watchful gaze so torturous
You got it wrong, I don't yearn for lust
'Cause I've been told, baby, more than once
To let you go
But I'm still locked in this prison cell
Of a famished mind, not far from hell
Below the grave I ring a bell
To make it known I'm riding on your carousel
[Post-Chorus]
On your carousel
I need to get off of your carousel
[Bridge]
I'm blaming all my faults on
People that don't even know me
Through and through I still love you
And I'm asking for your pity
I can't forgive myself for trying to start anew
But to this day I find that I'd
Rather kiss a bullet than kiss you
[Chorus]
Your watchful gaze so torturous
You got it wrong, I don't yearn for lust
'Cause I've been told, baby, more than once
To let you go
But I'm still locked in this prison cell
Of a famished mind, not far from hell
Below the grave I ring a bell
To make it known I'm riding on your carousel
[Post-Chorus]
On your carousel
I need to get off of your carousel