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Break the cycle

Round and round, round and round we go

You play hide and seek

Now I see, now I see the light

Eyes spilled over

Start to swim, start to swim away

These strange faces

It was only yesterday we spoke on the phone

A distant memory from all those years ago

But now I’m looking at these strange faces

And I’m not coming home

I’ve never heard you speak like this on the phone, on the phone

You carry the weight and I take the guilt

Brings me down, brings me down to this

These strange faces

It was only yesterday we spoke on the phone

A distant memory from all those years ago

But now I’m looking at these strange faces

And I’m not coming home

(And I’m not coming home)

(And I’m not coming home)