Circles

Past breeds the present

Scratching the surface

Judged by our merits

I’m overwhelmed, I can’t pretend

I’m never there, I’m overwhelmed

I'm running in Circles

Scratching the surface

running in Circles

Stuck in the Middle

This weight is heavy

Fleeting moments

Half gone and weaning

I’m running in circles

I can’t seem to catch my breath

I’m running in circles

I can’t seem to find my place

I’m stuck right in the middle

I can’t seem to find my way

I keep running in circles

But it’s up to me to change

I’m running in circles

But it’s up to me to change