Round We Go - Marika Hackman

Oh my god, what have I done?

Left my hands above the flames

Heal my skin, with a bite of ointment

Tastes like hell but I’m in pain

Don’t speak softly, I’m deaf

As a post and I like it, the silence

I’ll just smile and nod my head

How it burns!

I can’t focus on you

See my skin is turning red

Don’t speak softly, I’m deaf

Don’t speak softly, I’m deaf

I’m inside my head, rolling ‘round my skull

Like a flesh-coloured marble, round we go

Hold my tongue with a finger, no thumb

Pressing down into my neck

How it hurts!

I can’t exhale, next bale

Tell me I’m a nervous wreck

Don’t speak softly, I’m deaf

Don’t speak softly, I’m deaf

I’m inside my head, rolling ‘round my skull

Like a flesh-coloured marble, round we go

Inside my head, rolling ‘round my skull

Like a flesh-coloured marble, round we go