My life is like a circle
A never ending circle
And I don't know how to stop it or change it or break it
And when it finally comes close, it starts all over again
Like a whirlwind, a tornado
Set out to destroy me.
My life is like a square
Nice and straight on the way and tough at the edge
And when I finally come close, it starts all over again.
Sometimes it gets better, falls into a new rhythm, gets Rosy
Then, then comes the thorns
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