Texty: Apulanta. Circles.

Life in this world with codes of bars
Feels like you're a fly trapped in a jar
The walls just keep on closing in
So fucking cheap is everything

Run around in circles all your life
Doing all those things you don't know why
All the faith in good been burned by fire
But you know you must keep crawling on and on

There's nothing more than shades of gray
No feeling in those brand new scales
Screams just get louder in your brain

We ride on deeper down the drain

Run around in circles all your life
Doing all those things you don't know why
All the faith in good been burned by fire
But you know you must keep crawling on and on