I run around in circles
with this empty bottle of poison
another another give me another
won't you tell me dear brother
what I have become?
I hear the calling of the song
sung by the sirens all day long
too dead to remember
a time yet to past.
So I begin to disappear
in a hollow grave of my fear
it all began on yesterday
and since that fateful day
all I can bare to say
is I run around in circles.