A passing lyric


3, 2, 1 

wind in my hair

heart flutters ferocious 

as I climb through the air

fear builds precocious.

reaching the top 

hanging over the edge 

time for the drop 

rolling down the ledge.

free falling through time 

the world getting close 

but I think that I’m fine 

with the choice that I chose.

loop de loop 

upside down 

life’s a hoop 

we all go round.

screaming loud

cause I want to go faster 

to make the watchers proud

when they say “life goes past her”

stop this ride 

they want to roast her 

stop this ride now! 

stop this rollercoaster! 



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