She's leaving      She's moving faster than a comet can fly away, Oh      And wondering, "Oh where in the hell am I going to land?"      The motion, The streets are crackling with a fire tonight      Slow motion, The neon screaming on an endless night      And maybe you, You're in the middle      And maybe you, You're in between      And maybe you, you feel the pressure      Swallowing you      You fake it, You want it quckly so the sun may rise again, Oh      But it'll break you, A thousand pieces of a broken dream,      The roaring... The ferris wheel is breathing life tonight      Forewarning... The carousel is spinning higher tonight      And maybe you, You're in the middle      And maybe you, you're in between      And maybe you, you feel the moment      the victim is you      I walked the streets with my eyes closed      kneeling down to stroke the pavement      I don't know... Is it real Or is it, Just an illusion?       And maybe you, You're in the middle      And maybe you,You're in between      And maybe you, you feel the pressure Swallowing you