Circles
We're running in circles of discontentment
with the constant feeling that we haven't arrived yet.
We're running in circles; they're never ending.
We've lost the meaning of truth beyond our repetitions.
Just keep running!
We've all been taught that the gallows were made of gold,
but what separates the victim from the innocent soul?
Who died and made them king?
We fall in line and fall in "love" with irony they've built,
but in our hearts we know there's more than slaughter for the kill.
So, tell me there's more!
Breaking every boundary unbeknownst to their fallacy;
they've filled our hearts with feelings of apathy,
yet the taste of the chase leaves me gasping for more,
thinking just a drop will satisfy my soul.
It's the taste of the chase;
it's the taste of the chase that leaves me gasping for more.
Save yourself: the only thing left to resort to now.
We're always running 'cause we're so afraid
and so they tell us it's the only way (it's not the only way).
Just keep running.
Save yourself: the only thing left to resort to now.
We're always running 'cause we're so afraid
and so they tell us it's the only way (it's not the only way).
Who died and made them king?
Break chains and then set free!
with the constant feeling that we haven't arrived yet.
We're running in circles; they're never ending.
We've lost the meaning of truth beyond our repetitions.
Just keep running!
We've all been taught that the gallows were made of gold,
but what separates the victim from the innocent soul?
Who died and made them king?
We fall in line and fall in "love" with irony they've built,
but in our hearts we know there's more than slaughter for the kill.
So, tell me there's more!
Breaking every boundary unbeknownst to their fallacy;
they've filled our hearts with feelings of apathy,
yet the taste of the chase leaves me gasping for more,
thinking just a drop will satisfy my soul.
It's the taste of the chase;
it's the taste of the chase that leaves me gasping for more.
Save yourself: the only thing left to resort to now.
We're always running 'cause we're so afraid
and so they tell us it's the only way (it's not the only way).
Just keep running.
Save yourself: the only thing left to resort to now.
We're always running 'cause we're so afraid
and so they tell us it's the only way (it's not the only way).
Who died and made them king?
Break chains and then set free!
Credits
Writer(s): James Alexander Skelly, Nicholas Steven Power, Paul Philip Duffy, Ian Skelly, Lee Andrew Southall
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