Round and round, you spin my head Tumbling thoughts in the words you said Soap suds dreams, rinse me clean But I’m stuck in this old machine Washing machine, you take my soul Spin me dry, but I’m still whole Can’t escape your gentle roar Wash me again, I’ll come back for more Every cycle feels the same Whites or colors, who’s to blame? Fabric soft lies in the air You clean me up, but do you care? Washing machine, you take my soul Spin me dry, but I’m still whole Can’t escape your gentle roar Wash me again, I’ll come back for more Buttons pressed, I give control Fill me up, and drain me whole Life is nothing but repeat Just a cycle on repeat Round and round, till I disappear Fold me up, leave me lying here Washing machine, you know me so well And I know you too, in this endless cycle