Okay, I'm ready
Okay, I'm ready

Okay, I'm ready, concentrate my mind state heavy
I do a tour and invade like I'm at war
No prisoners, what they seeking asylum for?
I've been insane and I've been contained
Manufactured and you sound the same
Your voice is not choice and your beats are lame

'Round and 'round, yeah, we all must go until we die
'Round and 'round, yeah, we all must go until we die

There's no freedom and we have none
For the reasons you can choose one
Through the seasons, yeah, we still try
Don't be worried you can feel fine
Don't you hurry they conceal time
They're too greedy, you won't get none
They can steal it, take your left lung
There's no freedom and you get none

'Round and 'round, yeah, we all must go until we die
'Round and 'round, yeah, we all must go until we die
'Round and 'round, yeah, we all must go until we die
'Round and 'round, yeah, we all must go until we die

Copyright: Downtown Music Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Writer(s): Adrian Nicholas Matthew Thaws, Francesca Belmonte