Lletres:
Doom Circles

is short. A clockwork existence is What you are taught. Why be a robot, A cog in their machine? Why be a robot, From birth until death? Escape the circle

Evolution lives harmonious with extinction We must die We masquerade as flourishing flowers but live as stagnant weeds We must die We are the fertilizers

t cut mustard, muster up nothing Brain fuzzy, cause he's buzzin', woke up from that buzz Now you wonder why he does it, how he does it Wasn't cause he had buzzards circle

of the mother M.A.A.D. Circle I'm down with the M.A.A.D. ass u know hoo Brothers of the mother M.A.A.D. Circle I'm down with the M.A.A.D. ass u know

mind and soul as I swallow it whole I see you grippin on Cybertron optimist call me crypticon Synchro on quartz tryin to thwart the uppending doom

forget Yeah this gold I spit, I told 'em we rollin with swollen shit [Mad Child] Keep a deeper state of a mind less tortured Poison apple move through orchard I approach you, walk in circles

go from style to stlye [Aceyalone] So much room when you're circling the moon And don't wanna come back down, trapped and doom [The Soul of John Black

natives step beyond Release the mortal patterns My mind I post beyond Spinning in circles, miracles happen As lower life shows me in to my doom Spirit

Hey, we've been circling the airport To give what we've got; and still some To small to be seen and to big to control And treated like a walkin' bomb To doom