Circles
My profane breathe falls short of your sympathetic ear
And I can't conceptualise with the love, the spite, the eyes
If truth be told I stole your nose to save face
When the finger points at me offering a masked apology.
I am only a man and I take back what I give with the other hand.
When it began I had the promise of the perfect ending.
We kept it all for show.
To busy trying to square the circle. The circle.
I am a mystery to myself so how would you understand?
I'm afraid of what you'll find once exposed you can not hide.
I am the misguided catalytic cancer.
Bite the bullet with a grin, would it even break the skin?
I am only a man and I take back what I give with the other hand.
When it began I had the promise of the perfect ending.
We kept it all for show.
To busy trying to square the circle. The circle.
From day one we danced on air and birds song so sweet.
Time stood still we dragged our feet and bird song grew weak.
Concern breeds contempt, in a cradle lies resent.
I am only a man and I take back what I give with the other hand.
When it began I had the promise of the perfect ending.
We kept it all for show.
To busy trying to square the circle. The circle.
And I can't conceptualise with the love, the spite, the eyes
If truth be told I stole your nose to save face
When the finger points at me offering a masked apology.
I am only a man and I take back what I give with the other hand.
When it began I had the promise of the perfect ending.
We kept it all for show.
To busy trying to square the circle. The circle.
I am a mystery to myself so how would you understand?
I'm afraid of what you'll find once exposed you can not hide.
I am the misguided catalytic cancer.
Bite the bullet with a grin, would it even break the skin?
I am only a man and I take back what I give with the other hand.
When it began I had the promise of the perfect ending.
We kept it all for show.
To busy trying to square the circle. The circle.
From day one we danced on air and birds song so sweet.
Time stood still we dragged our feet and bird song grew weak.
Concern breeds contempt, in a cradle lies resent.
I am only a man and I take back what I give with the other hand.
When it began I had the promise of the perfect ending.
We kept it all for show.
To busy trying to square the circle. The circle.
Credits
Writer(s): Adam Stevens, Liam Billings, Shaun Richards, Adam Howell, Joshua Samuel Raymond Pritchett
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