If shame had a face it would kinda look like mine, 
if it had a home would it be my eyes, 
Would you believe me if I said i'm tired of this

well here we go now one more time

cause I try to climb your steps,
I try to chase you down,
I try to see how low I can get down to the ground

I try to earn my way,
I try to taint this mind,
you better believe that i am trying to beat this.

So where will this end it goes on and on 
and over and over and over again
keeps spinning around I know that it won't stop
till I step down from this 

1 (for good)

2(sick cycle carousel)

I never thought I would end up here 
never thought i'd be standing where I am 
I guess I kinda thought that it would be easier than this 
I guess that I was wrong