“Good morning it’s almost 9” the alarm is ringin’ loud and tellin’ me. I ask myself hundred times “ Is there any other choice somewhere?” (It is my summer holiday) but I wanna go school today. (It should be the greatest day) my heart is feeling nervous. I am now in front of the enemy. (Yeah! Yeah!) She wants to ride. How can I deny? She kills me the smile. Goin’ up, goin’ up to the top of the cloud Goin’ down, goin’ down to the bottom of the ground. Goin’ up, going down I’m spinning around. I’m sick of this ride. But it, but it keeps goin’ on. “That was amazing!” she says excitedly. I’m suffering from the nausea. Should I confine the shameful truth? No I don’t wanna disappointed her mind. (I wanna run away) but I more wanna captivate her. (I have to overcome) and make it greatest day. I am now in front of the enemy. (Yeah! Yeah!) I’m jaded, overrated but she goes again. Goin’ up, goin’ up to the top of the cloud Goin’ down, goin’ down to the bottom of the ground. Goin’ up, going down I’m spinning around. I’m sick of this ride. But it, but it keeps goin’ on. It’s like my life. Goes up and down, down and up. Good times. Bad times. Life is just like this, like this. Goin’ up, goin’ up to the top of the cloud Goin’ down, goin’ down to the bottom of the ground. Goin’ up, going down I’m spinning around. I’m sick of this ride. Goin’ up (Goin’ up to the top of the cloud) Goin’ down (Goin’ down to the bottom of the ground) Goin’ up (Going down I’m spinning around) I’m sick of this ride. But it, but it keeps goin’ on.