Circles and Lines
I wish I had it to give
I know I promised I would
Convinced myself that I'd found asylum
But my heart misunderstood
Maybe it's different today
When did this get so immense
Got to get my head under water
Where it all seems to make more sense
And these circles that surround my eyes
Tell the stories Of the circles
That surround my life
And these lines you see
At the corner of my eyes
Tell the stories of the times
I should have opened them wide
All these lines and circles you see
Hide the scars that are underneath
But when you take me broken
You're getting every piece of me
For just once in my life
I thought I'd found my way home
Though i know that it was far too often
At the end of a telephone
I didn't see it coming no
But when you hit you hit hard
I guess I'll always be the underdog
Fighting on the undercard
And these circles that surround my eyes
Tell the stories Of the circles
That surround my life
And these lines you see
At the corner of my eyes
Tell the stories of the times
I should have opened them wide
All these lines and circles you see
Hide the scars that are underneath
But when you take me broken
You're getting every piece of me
All these lines and circles you see
Hide the scars that are underneath
But when you take me broken
You're getting every piece of me
But when you take me broken
You're getting every piece of me
But when you take me broken
You're getting every piece of me
I know I promised I would
Convinced myself that I'd found asylum
But my heart misunderstood
Maybe it's different today
When did this get so immense
Got to get my head under water
Where it all seems to make more sense
And these circles that surround my eyes
Tell the stories Of the circles
That surround my life
And these lines you see
At the corner of my eyes
Tell the stories of the times
I should have opened them wide
All these lines and circles you see
Hide the scars that are underneath
But when you take me broken
You're getting every piece of me
For just once in my life
I thought I'd found my way home
Though i know that it was far too often
At the end of a telephone
I didn't see it coming no
But when you hit you hit hard
I guess I'll always be the underdog
Fighting on the undercard
And these circles that surround my eyes
Tell the stories Of the circles
That surround my life
And these lines you see
At the corner of my eyes
Tell the stories of the times
I should have opened them wide
All these lines and circles you see
Hide the scars that are underneath
But when you take me broken
You're getting every piece of me
All these lines and circles you see
Hide the scars that are underneath
But when you take me broken
You're getting every piece of me
But when you take me broken
You're getting every piece of me
But when you take me broken
You're getting every piece of me
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Writer(s): Steve Wilson
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