Circles

Stumbling through the streets
In pitch black daylight
Something's not right
The well-known cornerstones
That led the way
On countless walks back home
Are nowhere to be found

Clinging on to lost control
Not sure where to go

I run in circles, I can't see straight
I was so sure that was the way

Try to listen
There's something you're missing
I try to listen
There's got to be something I'm missing

My hands on the walls of broken buildings
A trail of blood left on the ground
My friend, the quietness is chilling
How can there be no sound

I run in circles, I can't see straight
I was so sure that was the way

My senses are failing me
I was so sure today's my day



Credits
Writer(s): Thomas Aigner
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