Sam Smith
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Hey now my stomach's churning on this ride
Hey now I haven’t been home in a while
Hey now every spin a progression and fire
Hey now it's all turning yet I am behind

Oh I felt, the spin and the consolidation
Oh I felt, the lingering journey on this

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So now from man power to motor power
So now the speed limit is out the tower
Drowning in progression in static motion
How have we left the majority composition?

Oh I felt, the spin and the consolidation
Oh I felt, the lingering journey on this

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On this carousel, carousel, carousel

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