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Circles of pain
Each one for my desires
It drives me insane
My mind is growing tired
I've seen all before
Each one a different story
The ends are the same
Broken and without glory

Tell me
Where have I done wrong

Cast me aside
Used and broken
Throw me away
Tear me open
Left me to waste
Lies and deception
Pulled all my strings
By the girl who grew her own wings

Chapels so high
My failure seem so small
Voices I heard
Whispering sweetest sorrow
The oceans are calm
Currents are slowly stirring
His compass now broken
Into a hurricane

No guiding light
Sails start to tear apart
Ghosts in my mind
Illusions haunt him
No holding on
The angels are turning
Left in the dust
Of the girl who grew her own wings

No guiding light
Sails start to tear apart
Ghosts in my mind
Illusions haunt him
No holding on
The angels are turning
Left in the dust
Of the girl who grew her own wings



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Writer(s): We The Villains
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