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Joe Brooks

Promises
You make your bed then you lay in it
at least I thought that’s what a promise is
But I find no truth here

Far away
God I wish I was far away
For a night, maybe a couple of days
Just to get my head straight

Carousel
This is the way that the world goes round
Spinning in circles
Ride to the highest of height
Before it brings you back down then

Take all you need now
Before you waste it away
Ohhhh, they take it away
Because they'll take it away

Ohhh, flyin' high
Yeahh yeahhh
Ohhh, flyin' high
Yeahhh yeahhh
Ohhh, to the highest of height
Before it brings me back down to the ground

Carousel
This is the way that the world goes round
Spinning in circles
Ride to the highest of height
Before it brings you back down
And we go back around again

Carousel
This is the way that the world goes round
Jumping the hurdle
Sharks tip-toe-ing
Spinning us out

Promises
You've made your bed now you lay in it
I was told that's what a promise is
You get what you give



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