SPINNING PLATES

There goes my head it’s spinning free

Once again well off it flies

And the visions that I see

I know they're going to drive me wild

Oh it's all that I can do

To keep my basest level instincts

Under check

Before no stone is left unturned

And I'm a wreck

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 I don't want to keep on spinning plates no more

I just want to hide behind the door

 I don't want to keep on spinning plates no more

I just want to hide behind the door

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Sometimes I can't stand being me

I'm my own worst enemy

All these daft imagined slights

I rail against with all my might

Well I know this to be true

You told me oh so many times 

That I lost count

But I keep doing what I do

And let it mount

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 I don't want to keep on spinning plates no more

I just want to hide behind the door

 I don't want to keep on spinning plates no more

I just want to hide behind the door

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© A. Harper/C. Ryan 2018