Running in Circles

It takes genes and predispositions

Big dreams and a high ambition

But I’m a leftover recycled art

Built with whatever scrappy parts

But eventually

We're all gonna die

Bodies into dirt

Once again

We’re running in circles

Pushing squares into holes

We're running in circles

This is the start of the end and the chapter is new

I was born in a privileged place

With chemical imbalance in my brain

New Year’s Day with a heavy mind

Turned it around in late July

Feed my demons

Till the darkest day

Watch the shit go 'round

Once again

We're running in circles

Pushing squares into holes

We're running in circles

This is the start of the end and the chapter is new

Oh

I'm tryin' real hard not to go insane

Chemical imbalance in my brain

I'm starin' at the sun, all I see is gray

Chemical imbalance in my brain

I'm tryin' really hard not to go insane

Chemical imbalance in my brain

I'm starin' at the sun, all I see is gray

Chemical imbalance in my brain

Chemical imbalance in my brain

Chemical imbalance in my brain

Chemical imbalance in my brain

Chemical imbalance in my brain