Paroles de Circles

Every time I pull myself up it drags me down
Even if I learn to expect it I never quite get used to it
Where the hell will this take me?
Will I ever have control?
When everything catches up with me and starts over when I thought it was gone
Cure this, let me go
Stop it repeating anymore
History comes round again
And no-one can cancel the relapse in my head

The mood swings unpredictable, the reasons unknown
A craving for narcotic peace or anything to reverse the flow
But where would it get me?
I never let you sink into this world I'll be the
Hypocrite that hallucinates to recreate the paradise that we can call a home

Cure this, let me go
Stop it repeating anymore
History comes round again
And no-one can cancel the relapse in my head

Here we go again
Round and round the same old shit

Cure this, let me go I'm sorry