Based on the Lyrics of Melanie Martinez's Carousel.

Clouds in my mind floating ‘round like some fresh new hell, I know,

That I’m the one to blame I can always tell,

It shows.

Looking ‘round but all I can see and smell,

Is my,

Unending fear that things will never go well.

Oh, oh it starts small,

It creeps up the wall,

Til you hold tight... fearing it all.

It begs for your hand,

It calls you to stand,

To fall down toward... its gaping maw.

And your mind is a maze,

Shrouded by clouds of love.

But there’s nothing less inviting,

Than a life with your past.

Clouds in my mind floating ‘round like some fresh new hell, I know,

That I’m the one to blame I can always tell,

It shows.

Looking ‘round but all I can see and smell,

Is my,

Unending fear that things will never go well.

The course of this woe,

Leads to your great foe,

Reflected, right there,.. your face mirrored.

Your face it’s so clear,

It’s you that you fear,

There you go, fight off the lies that they’ve told you.

And your mind is a maze,

Shrouded by clouds of love.

But there’s nothing less inviting,

Than a life with your past.

Clouds in my mind floating ‘round like some fresh new hell, I know,

That I’m the one to blame I can always tell,

It shows.

Looking ‘round but all I can see and smell,

Is my,

Unending fear that things will never go well.

Lies and fear, they hold on to your heart,

You seek a fresh new start, don’t stop.

You have to shove and shove.

Pushing, fighting, thriving.

Clouds in my mind floating ‘round like some fresh new hell, I know,

That I’m the one to blame I can always tell,

It shows.

Looking ‘round but all I can see and smell,

Is my,

Unending fear that things will never go well.