Seventh Circle

Sometimes I fail to breathe
And my eyes they fail to see
And my mind it closes
As I turn to the wrong side

I swear, I forget the times
I caved under the pressure
And I realized
My demons
would give anything
to be in the pocket
But I'm struggling
Yeah!

As I turn to the wrong side
I stay above the pressure
Is that an empty piece?

I swear, I forget the times
I caved under the pressure
And I realized
My demons
would give anything
to be in the pocket
But I'm struggling
Yeah!

Hand close to the trigger
Hand close!



Credits
Writer(s): Ethan Portes-chaikin
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