Blink182 Budha Album

CarouselI talk to you every now and thenI never felt so alone againI stop to think at a wishing wellMy thoughts send me on a carouselHere I am standing on my ownNot a motion from the telephoneI know not a reason whySolitudes a reason to dieJust you wait and seeAs school life is aIt is a woken dreamAren’t you feeling alone?I guess its just anotherI guess its just anotherI guess its just another