What goes around, goes around, goes around Comes all the way back around What goes around comes around (What goes around comes back around) I thought I told ya, hey Don't want to think about it Don't want to talk about it I'm just so sick about it Can't

Some friends will depart, some stay the same Some will fuel the anger, some heal the pain Some will help me up, some tear me down But what goes around comes around Talking to myself Pushing everyone away Is overcoming nothing And the thought remains the

What goes around comes back to you Holy God man Well won't you lend me insight To your counterfeited tyranny Mouth fulls of christian view Thou hath to be blind Ends so plain to me Out of body and beside myself

They say they ready for whatever! One for the money, two for the show They say they ready for whatever Three for them hoes saying anything goes I been around the world, twice to be exact Six bad bitches and they lapped up in the back And you know it

You've been growing up You've been growing on Further away from us now And everything below you dies The same fool in the same game My father he told me what goes around Comes, comes around again The faces you see on the way up Are those on the way back

Tellin' me the things you that heard about Nothin' good comes when you searchin' for the wrong things Somethin' feels off when I come around Askin' me questions like, 'what do I believe in?' 'You,' everyone used to say 'til the church lets out That goes

What goes around, comes around What goes up, must come down Don't play with me, don't play with me, 'cause Now who's cryin', desirin' to come back to me I remember when I was sittin' home alone Waiting for you 'til three o'clock in the morn Weren't you

In the end it all goes away How do I feel What do I say Who can believe you The Kombucha mushroom people Sitting around all day Let your mother pray (sugar) Fuck you, it all goes away I'm not there all the time you know

What goes around, goes around, goes around Comes all the way back around What goes around comes around Don't want to think about it Don't want to talk about it I'm just so sick about it Can't believe it's ending this way Just so confused about it Feeling

Because the night life It ain't no good life but it's my life When that ev'nin' sun goes down Yeah, you'll find me hangin' around Yeah, yeah, yeah listen to the blues Listen to what they're sayin' Oh, please listen to the blues Listen to the blues