The Mind is a Terrible Thing to Face / Trve

Spinning around and round You’re getting much older I listen to that strange sound It’s gets even colder Escape from this crazy place I need to hide away Never to see my face I’d prefer it if you stay I’ve got nothing to hide There is no shame Nothing but the best inside I shouldn’t be blamed I’ll keep on playing the game Even though it is dangerous In the end it’s all the same Even if it seems outrageous