dead leaves on the ground when they were falling i held your hand when they hit pavement i let them go i run alone in the street it s a dead end rubber punctured by nails the rust is spreading i must run fast now repeat repeat spoken in whispers i can t buy any more time to preserve the line you have to fight to keep it going i m at loss i ll cut my heart i ll trust my gut i ll cut my heart i trust my gut you try to draw a straight line you make a circle every repeat repeat keep pushing pens repeat repeat push through paper repeat repeat it s a circuit repeat repeat this is real for me you ve got to stick your neck out don t fight that circuit anymore it s not enough you ve got to stick your neck out don t fight that circuit anymore it s not enough cut out my heart i ll trust my gut i ll trust my gut i ll trust it you tried to draw a straight line you make a circle every time circle neverending circle neverending circle neverending circle neverending repeat repeat keep pushing pens repeat repeat push through paper this is not done1