Sirkler - Arif

Ruller gjennom min by

Tripper litt, sommertid

Alle her gjør sånne ting

Ingen her gjør sånne ting

Legger meg for sent eller for tidlig

Ruller gjennom min by

Kan’ke stoppe, må gjennom

Ruller gjennom min by

Kan vi dra dit da vi var fri

Rød saft, vår lukt

Tommy og Jerry-kjeks storefri

Sendte lapper før storefri

Ja eller nei, er du keen?

Samme som nå, bare fri

Aah, jeg går i sirkler

Aah, jeg går i sirkler

Aah, jeg går i sirkler

Aah, jeg går i sirkler

Ruller gjennom byen min, yeah

Alene i tankene

Født alene, død alene sannheten er kjedelig

Eneste ekte

Har igjen var min venn

Dro vekk, typisk

Mitt liv, egoist

Ruller gjennom byen min

Savner moren min, savner faren min

Savner onkelen min, han var broren min

Russisk rulett med dopamin (god damn, herregud)

Hvordan skal jeg komme meg ut

Min venn ville bli lege

Han driver gatas apoteker

Oslo er proffe på å lage junkies

Baosj vil fange en svarting

Herregud svarer aldri, tilgir meg for allting

Herregud svarer alltid, tilgir meg for allting

Herregud svarer aldri, tilgir meg for allting

Herregud svarer alltid, tilgir meg for allting

Herregud svarer aldri, hakke snakket sammen siden barneskolen

Aah, jeg går i sirkler

Aah, jeg går i sirkler

Aah, jeg går i sirkler

Aah, jeg går i sirkler

Rolling through my city

Trips a bit, summer time

Everyone here does such things

Nobody here does such things

Lays me down too late or too early

Rolling through my city

Can’t stop, have to go through

Rolling through my city

Can we go there when we were free

Red juice, our smell

Tommy and Jerry biscuits store free

Sent notes before store free

Yes or no, are you keen?

Same as now, just free

Aah, I go in circles

Aah, I go in circles

Aah, I go in circles

Aah, I go in circles

Rolling through my city, yeah

Alone in mind

Born alone, dead alone the truth is boring

Only real

Have left was my friend

Went away, typically

My life, selfish

Rolling through my city

Miss my mom, miss my dad

Miss my uncle, he was my brother

Russian roulette with dopamine (good damn, oh my god)

How do I get out?

My friend wanted to be a doctor

He runs street pharmacies

Oslo is a pro at making junkies

Baosh will catch a blackout

God never answers, forgive me for everything

God always answers, forgive me for everything

God never answers, forgive me for everything

God always answers, forgive me for everything

God never answers, hack talked together since elementary school

Aah, I go in circles

Aah, I go in circles

Aah, I go in circles

Aah, I go in circles