Lyrics to Circle Of Death
I leave at quarter to seven
Cars are there, all the same
He almost made it to heaven
Headlights circle the drain
But I don't know how to quit when I'm losing
'Til I'm careening through the concrete siding
Circle of death when it hits
Pixels are making me sick
Thought I was better than this
These kind of things like to show up in disguise
On the hunt for what's left of myself, dead or alive
Cars are there, all the same
He almost made it to heaven
Headlights circle the drain
But I don't know how to quit when I'm losing
'Til I'm careening through the concrete siding
Circle of death when it hits
Pixels are making me sick
Thought I was better than this
These kind of things like to show up in disguise
On the hunt for what's left of myself, dead or alive
