In Circles

Beaten senseless by the hands of time
I see their empty eyes as I pass them by
Tired of living a life that’s just a lie
Devoid of hope, born only to die

Mothers, fathers, sisters, brothers
We all know what we are

There’s no beauty in this part of town
There’s no solace when the lights go out
I walk the same damn streets
It’s the same air that I breathe
Just like them I’ll live
Just like them I’ll die

Mothers, fathers, sisters, brothers
We all know what we are

To open graves, to empty hands
To our bitter fate, swallow it down
Swallow, swallow, swallow…

Breathless now, as silence surrounds
Another restless soul that life passed by
I heard him say that only dust remains
I paid him no mind but he sure was right

There’s no beauty in this part of town
There’s no solace when the lights go out

To open graves, to empty hands
To our bitter fate, swallow it down