The Pragmatic - Circles текст песни

a cycle repeats
what goes around comes around
circles everything
circles you and me

fond of another
image reversed
foreign like manner
a tax payers curse
like children playing
the kitchen is clean
she is jumping off buildings
the itch of dopamine

and it circles
circle never ends
it circles everything
it circles you and me

i'm spinning
keep moving
til im puking
exhausted
and shes twirling in the air
failing to see beauty there
shes twirling in the air
but failing to see beauty there