Walk In Circles (feat. lonelygirl15)

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Cyra Wirth

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Feel it curving
The ground underneath each step
Feet are hurting
I've found out the planet's depth
I keep walking
I'm on my track and then
It's so shocking
When I find I'm back again
Thirteen cycles
I'm tied down to the moon
Digits added
I wonder if I'll be there soon
I've been like it
The day since I left the womb
And I'll have it
Until I have reached my tomb
How much longer, how much longer
Must I walk in circles
Longer, how much longer
Must I walk in circles
Walk in circles
Walk in circles
Walk in circles
Walk in
How much longer, how much longer
Must I walk in circles
Longer, how much longer
Must I walk in circles
Walk in circles
Walk in circles
Walk in circles
Walk in
Body within the body, circling the brain
A copy of a copy, knotting up my frame
Body within a body, circling the brain
Copy of a copy, knotting up my frame
Thirteen cycled breath drudging eternal unrest
My eyes: dried up riverbeds
Talk in circles, exhausted by my silhouette
Fears start to pirouette; melting in my bed
I'm an imitation of my own limitation
My pinks turn to grey; flight pattern delayed
Standing in my light: unassigned parasite
Standing in my light, death is my birthright
I don't know whenever I are
There's a happiness hidden in my cote of scars
A starving reservoir; I feel so far away
I feel so far away
My mouth becomes a womb
For the thoughts that never leave this room
My mouth becomes a womb
For the thoughts that never leave this room
My mouth becomes a womb
For the thoughts that never leave this room
A body within the body, circling the brain
Copy of a copy, knotting up my frame
Body within the body, circling the brain
A copy of a copy, knotting up my frame
Thirteen cycled breath drudging eternal unrest
My eyes: dried up riverbeds
Talking in circles exhausted by my silhouette
Fears start to pirouette; melting inside my bed
I'm a limitation of my own imitation
My pinks turn to grey; flight patterns delayed
Standing in my light: unassigned parasite
Standing in my light, death is my birthright
Death is my birthright
How much longer, how much longer
Must I walk in circles
Longer, how much longer
Must I walk in circles
Walk in circles
Walk in circles
Walk in circles
Walk in
How much longer, how much longer
Must I walk in circles
Longer, how much longer
Must I walk in circles
Walk in circles
Walk in circles
Walk in circles
Walk in

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