I'm runnin' round in circles, and I,
can't control my feet,
Yes, runnin' round in circles,
looking for something, never to be found,

Confused to the point of comatose,
my mind will soon shut down,
I'm just so sick and tired,
of runnin' around,
looking for somethin'
thats probably never to be found,

Feet hurt,
mind swells,
and I think its time to slow down,
for whats the point of running,
if you're running into the ground