paroles de chanson Circles - Donalee

I′ve lived and died
A thousand times
I've lived and died
A thousand times

I love the pain
It makes me wise
I love the pain
It makes me wise

Prefer the bliss
The clock, it ticks
I′m up to my old tricks
Again

I, I, I, I can't conform
My own saboteur ('teur)
Driving me crazy
I′m the chauffeur

And I′m in the passenger ('ger)
Strapped in backseat
See me rear view mirror (′ror)
Heavy on my mind as
The world turns, it burns (burn, burn)
Running through red lights
'Cause all the rules are blurred

Circles
Roads are empty
I ride ′round in circles
Been riding 'round in circles
Ain′t me unless it's purple

Seems like I lost my direction again
I'm spinning out of control
Crashing and cruising
I dance ′round the brim
Plie, pas de bourrée, tendu
Plie, pas de bourrée

Seems like I lost my direction again
I′m spinning out of control
Crashing and cruising
I dance 'round the brim
Plie, pas de bourrée, tendu

Circles
Roads are empty
I ride ′round in circles
Been riding 'round in circles
Ain′t me unless it's purple (purple)

(That′s the shit)