You're stuck in a corner with no room to breath. Cus the future looks like where you don't wanna be. And you can't stop spinning, opening the song. If you have no control then start standing in line.
And hey there girl, Can you hold my hand. Cus when they bury my body, I'll be dust in the wind. And like a dream in this reality, You will carry my soul in the mind like a memory.