God Is a Circle
Sometimes, it feels like
There's places in my mind that I can't go
There's people in my life I still don't know, yeah
Wander 'round, I just feel like a ghost in a well
Knowing you
You might hurt someone
Or yourself
You would tear
Everything apart
If you found out
Everyone you loved loved someone else
Sometimes, I wake up
I feel like I'm fluorescent holding you
Whole time
It felt like someone else
Was looking up at me like I was a newborn baby
Everything around us feels unclean
My mama said that God sees everything
And my daddy always taught me to say
"Thank you," "Yes, ma'am," and "No, sir," "Yes, please"
(What's that? Ooh, shh)
Lay down, can we please?
Silence is what I need
Can we bury the hatchet?
I can't help myself
Silence is what I need
Flawless lover
Delicate mistress
Adore being your little girl
Maybe I made it all up in my head
It's a version of myself and everyone else I've loved
Knowing you
You might hurt someone
Or yourself
You would tear
Everything apart
Just to find out
Everyone you loved loved someone else
Sometimes, it feels like
There's pieces of my heart that I can't show
There's parts of me I still don't even know yet
I wander 'round, I just feel like a nobody
Loving you
It hurts sometimes
But I can't help it
'Cause it makes me feel alive
(Same old dance) same old dance
(Same old dance) same old dance
(Same old dance) same old dance
(Same old dance) same old dance
(Same old dance) same old dance
(Same old dance) same old dance
(Same old dance) same old dance
(Same old dance) same old dance
(Same old dance) same old dance
(Same old dance) same old dance
(Same old dance) same old dance
(Same old dance) same old dance
(Same old dance, same old dance)
(Same old dance, same old dance)
(Same old dance, same old dance)
(Same old dance, same old dance)
There's places in my mind that I can't go
There's people in my life I still don't know, yeah
Wander 'round, I just feel like a ghost in a well
Knowing you
You might hurt someone
Or yourself
You would tear
Everything apart
If you found out
Everyone you loved loved someone else
Sometimes, I wake up
I feel like I'm fluorescent holding you
Whole time
It felt like someone else
Was looking up at me like I was a newborn baby
Everything around us feels unclean
My mama said that God sees everything
And my daddy always taught me to say
"Thank you," "Yes, ma'am," and "No, sir," "Yes, please"
(What's that? Ooh, shh)
Lay down, can we please?
Silence is what I need
Can we bury the hatchet?
I can't help myself
Silence is what I need
Flawless lover
Delicate mistress
Adore being your little girl
Maybe I made it all up in my head
It's a version of myself and everyone else I've loved
Knowing you
You might hurt someone
Or yourself
You would tear
Everything apart
Just to find out
Everyone you loved loved someone else
Sometimes, it feels like
There's pieces of my heart that I can't show
There's parts of me I still don't even know yet
I wander 'round, I just feel like a nobody
Loving you
It hurts sometimes
But I can't help it
'Cause it makes me feel alive
(Same old dance) same old dance
(Same old dance) same old dance
(Same old dance) same old dance
(Same old dance) same old dance
(Same old dance) same old dance
(Same old dance) same old dance
(Same old dance) same old dance
(Same old dance) same old dance
(Same old dance) same old dance
(Same old dance) same old dance
(Same old dance) same old dance
(Same old dance) same old dance
(Same old dance, same old dance)
(Same old dance, same old dance)
(Same old dance, same old dance)
(Same old dance, same old dance)
Credits
Writer(s): Noah Goldstein, Sean Bowie, Chris Greatti, Alexander Bazzi
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