I’m stuck in a merry-go-round
It moves to fast
I can’t reach the ground
My head is dizzy
I have to hold
I changed my time for money
I sold my soul
A contract for life
Until I’m get old
No time for reflection
For rest, for growth
I was blinded of fame
Fortune and youth
I’m tired now, I need to rest
I invite myself in my life again
I want to live it, not be a random guest