Circle Games

Adult wings
Post war, everything
Touch, touch, touch
Post war, everything

Thieves play games that go in circles
Hurt you spin your head around
I'm still here when you get lonely
Call my bluff when I'm in town

Can't you see their eyes are thirsty
Don't they make you want to run
Most my days I spend them lonely
Hold my heart just like a gun

I drew stars into the ashes
Love was bitter on my tongue
Your fingers moving like a serpent
Diamonds dancing in the sun

Thieves play games that go in circles
Hurt you spin your head around
I'm still here when you get lonely
Hold my heart just like a gun

Days you came around, can't stop smiling thinking
The days you came around, it's all I'm thinking about but
The days you came around, can't stop smiling thinking
The days you came around, it's all I'm thinking about but
The days you came around, can't stop smiling thinking
The days you came around, it's all I'm thinking about but
The days you came around, can't stop smiling thinking
The days you came around, it's all I'm thinking about but



Credits
Writer(s): Silas Johnson, Urika's Bedroom
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