Dead leaves on the ground! When they were falling I held your hand When they hit pavement I let them go I run alone in the street, it's a dead end
Rubber, Punctured by nails The rust is spreading, I must run fast now
Repeat, repeat, spoken in whispers I can't buy anymore time to preserve the line you have to fight to keep it going, I'm at loss
I'll cut my heart, i'll trust my gut I'll cut my heart, I'll trust my gut You try to draw a straight line You make a circle every -
Repeat, repeat, keep pushing pens Repeat, repeat push through paper Repeat, repeat, it's a circuit Repeat, repeat, this is real for me
(you've got to don't, don't, don't fight it) You've got to stick your neck out Don't fight that circuit anymore It's not enough You've got to stick your neck out Don't fight that circuit anymore It's not enough
Cut out my heart, I'll trust my gut I'll trust my gut I'll trust it
You tried to draw a straight line You make a circle everytime
Circle never-ending Circle never-ending Circle never-ending Circle never-ending
Repeat, repeat, keep pushing pens Repeat, repeat, push through paper This is not done...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
