I think we're all just crazy
stuck playing these tough games
Alive with fear and hatred
and living off of pain
We run and run in ciricles
no one breaking out
we haven't moved a meter
our hearts are fraught with doubt
We run until we're broken
and know we can't survive
our weakend hearts still beating
are keeping us alive
stuck playing these tough games
Alive with fear and hatred
and living off of pain
We run and run in ciricles
no one breaking out
we haven't moved a meter
our hearts are fraught with doubt
We run until we're broken
and know we can't survive
our weakend hearts still beating
are keeping us alive



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