Wolves circle wolves Circle wolves Are circles closing in Am I good enough? Am I strong enough? Is this doubt I feel or is this regret? Am I who I think I am Or is this shit all in my head? I couldn’t live another day Killing myself and killing my faith It saved me to finally say: I’ve got no room for pain Wolves circle wolves Circle wolves Are circles closing in. You’re not alone in this circle I see the breath of your friends And all my friend in this circle I’ll always stay with them And when we change it’s a circle A circle I keep within And all our lives are a circle When we return to our ends
i can’t tell if i like it or not, drums are abit too loud but the guitars sound amazing
let me know what you think???
Consult your friend on all things, especially on those which respect yourself. His counsel may then be useful where your own self-love might impair your judgment.
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| — | Seneca (via socialisimo) |


