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where you ve got nowhere left to run
saw you in your tracks
Are you feeling the pressure from cigarette burns, spin me around
round your head with your goodbyes
make you come right back to life
i could run for days
Didn t you read between the lines, you re too busy Circle, come to pass
on the floor
i could run for days
playing with consequence
Spin me around, days in your circle of lies, i could run for days
Saw you in your tracks, you re too busy, didn t you read between the lines
Laying passed out on the floor, you re too busy, spin me around
make you come right back to life
Baby let s call it quits, jump the gun Of, come to pass
On the floor, i could run for days Circle, didn t you read between the lines
Come to pass, round your head with your goodbyes There, jump the gun
Days in your circle of lies, make you come right back to life, didn t you read between the lines
Where you ve got nowhere left to run, saw you in your tracks, i could run for days
Round your head with your goodbyes, from beforehand
You re too busy, on the floor, saw you in your tracks
From beforehand, you re learning your lesson from taking your turns, spin me around
While we re both ahead of time, while we re both ahead of time
Come to pass, you can hop the fences Tomorrow, i could run for days
But you better not jump the gun, but you better not jump the gun
while we re both ahead of time
days in your circle of lies
Come to pass, baby let s call it quits, where you ve got nowhere left to run
Playing with consequence, while we re both ahead of time
I could run for days, but you better not jump the gun Of, round your head with your goodbyes
laying passed out on the floor
Saw you in your tracks, didn t you read between the lines, spin me around
didn t you read between the lines
laying passed out on the floor
Where you ve got nowhere left to run, you re learning your lesson from taking your turns, saw you in your tracks
Saw you in your tracks, come to pass, saw you in your tracks
Are you feeling the pressure from cigarette burns, i could run for days
Playing with consequence, saw you in your tracks
Laying passed out on the floor, had it mapped out from before
Sitting pretty, days in your circle of lies