| What goes around, comes around | |
| Well | |
| Take a look around my head | |
| Look at all the things you said | |
| Freedom comes to those who pay | |
| You'll get yours some other day | |
| Round and round inside my wheel | |
| Lost and torn is how I feel | |
| Sand run dry, why can't I heal? | |
| Wrong is right, why can't I feel? | |
| Kill my brother in my eyes | |
| Rain falls down on the other sky | |
| Freedom comes to those who pray | |
| Mine won't be back today | |
| Round and round inside my wheel | |
| Lost and torn is how I feel | |
| Sand run dry, why can't I heal? | |
| Wrong is right, why can't I feel? | |
| What goes around, comes around again | |
| Round and round inside my wheel | |
| Lost and torn is how I feel | |
| Sand run dry, why can't I heal? | |
| Wrong is right, why can't I feel? | |
| Well, well, well, well |