Letra de Turn It Around

I'm a bit part player in the story of my life
And I can’t wake up but I just won't sleep at night
Maybe I'm alive and maybe I’m dead
The things you say rattle round my head
Empty words that sound like shit to me
Turn it round, round, round, round, round, round
Turn it around
There's a black dog sitting on my shoulder late at night
And the muzzle comes off and we talk about my life
Well, I don't need your Poly-Anna 'ism'
Your life skills coach and modern superstitions
Empty words that sound like shit to me