Intraocular Pressure Testo

There's a roundabout in town we've never seen old, decayed and mainly grey and green with a big sign on a rotten, broken door and many autumn leaves on a summer wooden floor What you want and have to know about your life, yourself and me, turn around, come up on this roundabout, turning up your life, fear and love at heaven on the very edge of life Cruising on this roundabout my love will become true I will turn around, around and spin around to you I feel dizzy, gizzy, sizzy at a giddy height My body, brain and heart without a heavy weight What I like and have, when you come in sight that' a roundabout every day and every night Come up on this roundabout, turning up your life fear and love at heaven on the very edge of life Intraocular pressure, your brain leaves your head Intraocular pressure, your eyes are so sad