Dead leaves on the ground
When they were falling I held your hand
When they hit pavement I let them go [bad word] alone in the street, it's a dead end [bad word]  punctured by nails [bad word] is spreading, I [bad word] 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 [bad word] my gut
I'll cut my heart, I'll [bad word] 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 [bad word] my gut
I'll [bad word] my gut
I'll [bad word] 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