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 any more 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 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 stick your neck out
Don't fight that circuit anymore (Don't, don't, don't fight it)
It's not enough (Don't fight it)
You've got to stick your neck out (Don't, don't, don't fight it)
Don't fight that circuit anymore (Don't, don't, don't fight it)
It's not enough (Don't fight it, don't fight it)

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 every time

Circle neverending
Circle neverending
Circle neverending
Circle neverending

Repeat, repeat
Keep pushing pens
Repeat, repeat
Push through paper

This
Is
Not
Done