Rainclouds never fade
Again, again, again...
And I've been looking for
A means, to the end
Why do we even try
I'm a, glass half-empty kind of guy
Still don't know how to do s**t for myself
I guess only time we'll tell
We're on this carousel
I'm in my own world but,
It's the apocalypse
I try to stay humble but it's,
Too hard in this rocket ship.
It was all good
Now it's all bad
They tell me move on
But I fall back
What you call that?
It's more seasonal depression
Retrograde why can't I use my own message
I was lost I never received direction,
Why is ****my or this**** life so perplexing?
Why is my mind always racing and I'm always stressing
I just need a little more time
Cause we were never,
Good together
We were never,
Good together
But I think we could be forever,
I think this could,
Be forever
Be forever.
But you just wouldn't get it
Taking pills to make me feel anything
Chilling in the hospital
They not letting my parents in
This sh*t's embarrassing
Nineteen with no future yet
Felt like a shadow
Now I'm feeling like a silhouette.
Mac understood me
While my peers all overlooked me
I owe him everything like I
Used to owe my bookie
I remember taking xans
Woke up and owed a couple grand
I hope that if I ever die
My people will understand
It's a long time coming
Writing songs about nothing
I went outside and lived my life
Then f*cked it up like (Jesus Christ)
Sold her soul for grams of blow
And took a trip to Firefly,
Hit up Ben like lets be friends
Then turned his mind to Mike-N-Ikes.
Little did she know he'll get rich
And f*ck her friends,
Playing head games only works
If young beal is getting head,
So it never really hit me
Dreaming of needles
No Tetnis of Measles,
I need rehab
I OD'd on fifth ave
My life is like a good ad for allergy pills
If the drugs don't kill him
Then the salary will
I'm BB with the name
But BP with the spill
We like oil with the water we don't mix when we drill
We could leave right now,
I don't think people would see us
I've been sad as f*ck
I'll spark a J then repay the meter
It's just not in the cards like Tarot
Take the weed out my sneakers and roll,
The walls are think I hope the neighbors don't hear us
But they'll probably hear us
Yea they'll probably hear us
(Chirps)
Carousel Video (MV)
Performed By: Ben Beal
Written by: BENJAMIN BEAL, GREGORY ROSS HIRSCHHORN, JEREMY WEINAPPLE, MASAYOSHI TAKANAKA
Ben Beal - Carousel Lyrics
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Rainclouds never fade
Again, again, again...
And I've been looking for
A means, to the end
Why do we even try
I'm a, glass half-empty kind of guy
Still don't know how to do s**t for myself
I guess only time we'll tell
We're on this carousel
I'm in my own world but,
It's the apocalypse
I try to stay humble but it's,
Too hard in this rocket ship.
It was all good
Now it's all bad
They tell me move on
But I fall back
What you call that?
It's more seasonal depression
Retrograde why can't I use my own message
I was lost I never received direction,
Why is ****my or this**** life so perplexing?
Why is my mind always racing and I'm always stressing
I just need a little more time
Cause we were never,
Good together
We were never,
Good together
But I think we could be forever,
I think this could,
Be forever
Be forever.
But you just wouldn't get it
Taking pills to make me feel anything
Chilling in the hospital
They not letting my parents in
This sh*t's embarrassing
Nineteen with no future yet
Felt like a shadow
Now I'm feeling like a silhouette.
Mac understood me
While my peers all overlooked me
I owe him everything like I
Used to owe my bookie
I remember taking xans
Woke up and owed a couple grand
I hope that if I ever die
My people will understand
It's a long time coming
Writing songs about nothing
I went outside and lived my life
Then f*cked it up like (Jesus Christ)
Sold her soul for grams of blow
And took a trip to Firefly,
Hit up Ben like lets be friends
Then turned his mind to Mike-N-Ikes.
Little did she know he'll get rich
And f*ck her friends,
Playing head games only works
If young beal is getting head,
So it never really hit me
Dreaming of needles
No Tetnis of Measles,
I need rehab
I OD'd on fifth ave
My life is like a good ad for allergy pills
If the drugs don't kill him
Then the salary will
I'm BB with the name
But BP with the spill
We like oil with the water we don't mix when we drill
We could leave right now,
I don't think people would see us
I've been sad as f*ck
I'll spark a J then repay the meter
It's just not in the cards like Tarot
Take the weed out my sneakers and roll,
The walls are think I hope the neighbors don't hear us
But they'll probably hear us
Yea they'll probably hear us
(Chirps)
Again, again, again...
And I've been looking for
A means, to the end
Why do we even try
I'm a, glass half-empty kind of guy
Still don't know how to do s**t for myself
I guess only time we'll tell
We're on this carousel
I'm in my own world but,
It's the apocalypse
I try to stay humble but it's,
Too hard in this rocket ship.
It was all good
Now it's all bad
They tell me move on
But I fall back
What you call that?
It's more seasonal depression
Retrograde why can't I use my own message
I was lost I never received direction,
Why is ****my or this**** life so perplexing?
Why is my mind always racing and I'm always stressing
I just need a little more time
Cause we were never,
Good together
We were never,
Good together
But I think we could be forever,
I think this could,
Be forever
Be forever.
But you just wouldn't get it
Taking pills to make me feel anything
Chilling in the hospital
They not letting my parents in
This sh*t's embarrassing
Nineteen with no future yet
Felt like a shadow
Now I'm feeling like a silhouette.
Mac understood me
While my peers all overlooked me
I owe him everything like I
Used to owe my bookie
I remember taking xans
Woke up and owed a couple grand
I hope that if I ever die
My people will understand
It's a long time coming
Writing songs about nothing
I went outside and lived my life
Then f*cked it up like (Jesus Christ)
Sold her soul for grams of blow
And took a trip to Firefly,
Hit up Ben like lets be friends
Then turned his mind to Mike-N-Ikes.
Little did she know he'll get rich
And f*ck her friends,
Playing head games only works
If young beal is getting head,
So it never really hit me
Dreaming of needles
No Tetnis of Measles,
I need rehab
I OD'd on fifth ave
My life is like a good ad for allergy pills
If the drugs don't kill him
Then the salary will
I'm BB with the name
But BP with the spill
We like oil with the water we don't mix when we drill
We could leave right now,
I don't think people would see us
I've been sad as f*ck
I'll spark a J then repay the meter
It's just not in the cards like Tarot
Take the weed out my sneakers and roll,
The walls are think I hope the neighbors don't hear us
But they'll probably hear us
Yea they'll probably hear us
(Chirps)
Writer: BENJAMIN BEAL, GREGORY ROSS HIRSCHHORN, JEREMY WEINAPPLE, MASAYOSHI TAKANAKA
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave