Circles We Run - Staple

We’ve went to the edge a thousand times before

And these circles we run have only nailed our feet to the floor

My jaw aches from hurling words at walls with doors locked, windows boarded,

refusing to take calls

Are we seeking an agreement?

Or is this a competition in obstinance, quick tongues, and redundant flapping

lips?

All hail the mighty pride — even when you’re wrong you’re always right

We’ve spent all this time with cruel teeth bared white and wide

Fierce eyes shine bright through stubborn skulls for the fight

Blades are cutting deep… All I want is some relief!

THESE FIREBRANDS WILL BE OUR BANE

May we sheath our tongues for just one day?

THE SWITCHBLADES ARE PULLED

Hard crusted with old bloodstains never wiped clean

THE BATTLES REBORN

What dirt can we use to manipulate?

SWINGING FOR FAME NEVER ACCOMPLISHED ANYTHING BUT SLASHING OUR OWN VEINS

I know that love doesn’t keep score

Come!

Let us stop seeking egos and start seeking respect!

We’ve spent all this time with cruel teeth bared white and wide

Fierce eyes shine bright through stubborn skulls for the fight

Blades are cutting deep… All I want is some relief!

THESE FIREBRANDS WILL BE OUR BANE

May we sheath our tongues for just one day?

Seconds slink by — I wish we’d see eye to eye

It’s a distant life — a place where we both should be

There we find a «perfect society» where people look past their own feelings

Do we find an agreement or do we find our blades?

These circles we run have gotten us nowhere

We’ve spent all this time with cruel teeth bared white and wide

Fierce eyes shine bright through stubborn skulls for the fight

Blades are cutting deep… All I want is some relief!

THESE FIREBRANDS WILL BE OUR BANE

May we sheath our tongues for just one day?

WE NEED A SOLUTION FOR THESE CIRCLES THAT WE RUN