In Circles
Crushed like a bug
Under the weight of listlessness
Maybe I could have learned how to fly
But my wings never sprouted
People just go on and on in circles, in circles
People just go on and on in circles, in circles
I wake to the sound of the hum
Of the earth just spinning around and
There's not much for me to do
But count the days and look at photos of you
People just go on and on in circles, in circles
People just go on and on in circles, in circles
I was a fool to have thought that I was worth
More than just a short life and a lifetime under dirt
"Dare to dream", that's what you told me
There's more to life than just your
Reluctant love and your begrudging touch
You've set like the sun, maybe that's enough
But if we lay here, maybe we could stay here
Maybe we could die here, wouldn't that be fine, dear?
I wake to the sound of the hum
Of the earth just spinning around and
There's not much for me to do
But count the days and look at photos of you
People just go on and on in circles, in circles
People just go on and on in circles, in circles
I live my life inside of this cocoon
Just like a flower too afraid to bloom
I live my life inside of this cocoon
And I'll die here
Under the weight of listlessness
Maybe I could have learned how to fly
But my wings never sprouted
People just go on and on in circles, in circles
People just go on and on in circles, in circles
I wake to the sound of the hum
Of the earth just spinning around and
There's not much for me to do
But count the days and look at photos of you
People just go on and on in circles, in circles
People just go on and on in circles, in circles
I was a fool to have thought that I was worth
More than just a short life and a lifetime under dirt
"Dare to dream", that's what you told me
There's more to life than just your
Reluctant love and your begrudging touch
You've set like the sun, maybe that's enough
But if we lay here, maybe we could stay here
Maybe we could die here, wouldn't that be fine, dear?
I wake to the sound of the hum
Of the earth just spinning around and
There's not much for me to do
But count the days and look at photos of you
People just go on and on in circles, in circles
People just go on and on in circles, in circles
I live my life inside of this cocoon
Just like a flower too afraid to bloom
I live my life inside of this cocoon
And I'll die here
Credits
Writer(s): Feisal El-khazragi, James Evans, Lucas Joseph Woodland, Ashley Steven Green
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