[Verse 1] [Driving electric guitar riffs, pounding drums, gritty and raw tone, fast-paced with a sense of urgency] I’m spinning, caught in this cursed loop, Engines screaming, but I can’t regroup. Round and round, this asphalt cage, Fuel gauge bleeds, I’m filled with rage. No exit sign, just endless turns, My heart’s on fire, my stomach burns. [Chorus] [Heavy distorted guitars, frantic bass, desperate and pleading tone, strained layered vocals with raw emotion] I’m trapped at the roundabout, I’m begging to break free, Gas is draining, it’s suffocating me! Brakes are broken, grinding into dust, Dents on the dash, my soul’s gone bust. Round and round, I’m screaming, I’m torn, This cycle’s a prison, I’m battered and worn! [Verse 2] [Slightly softer guitars, electronic synth pulses creep in, tense and desperate tone] The tank’s near empty, I’m running on fumes, This endless circle, my personal tomb. Every dent’s a scar, a story of pain, The wheel’s my prison, I’m going insane. I punch the horn, but no one hears, Just echoes of my doubts and fears. [Chorus] [Heavy distorted guitars, frantic bass, desperate and pleading tone, strained layered vocals with raw emotion] I’m trapped at the roundabout, I’m begging to break free, Gas is draining, it’s suffocating me! Brakes are broken, grinding into dust, Dents on the dash, my soul’s gone bust. Round and round, I’m screaming, I’m torn, This cycle’s a prison, I’m battered and worn! [Verse 3] [Heavy guitars return, pulsing electronic undertones, aggressive and exasperated tone] Demands keep coming, they want more and more, Power and speed, I slam the gas to the floor. Brakes are thrashed, no way to slow down, I’m spiraling faster, I’m starting to drown. This road’s a tyrant, it won’t let me go, A slave to the cycle, with nowhere to show. [Bridge] [Electronic female vocal lead, glitchy synths, atmospheric pads, haunting and frustrated tone] I’m right here with you, caught in this maze, My own damn wheels, stuck in a haze. Engines stutter, my hope’s wearing thin, We’re both just pawns in this game we can’t win. The road’s a liar, it promised a way, But we’re spinning forever, night into day. [Chorus] [Dual male and female vocals, soaring guitars, electronic synth stabs, chaotic and desperate] I’m trapped at the roundabout, I’m begging to break free, Gas is draining, it’s suffocating me! Brakes are broken, grinding into dust, Dents on the dash, my soul’s gone bust. Round and round, I’m screaming, I’m torn, This cycle’s a prison, I’m battered and worn! [Outro] [Slowed tempo, fading guitars, pulsing electronic drone, resigned yet defiant] Round and round, the wheels still spin, No fuel, no brakes, but I won’t give in. Dents on the dash, they tell my fight, I’ll burn this roundabout down tonight. Trapped at the roundabout… I’m still here. Trapped at the roundabout… I’ll face the fear.
