Circles

Ⓒ 𝒞𝑜𝓅𝓎𝓇𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉: 🆉🆈🅶🅰🅾 🎼 𝒪𝓇𝒾𝑔𝒾𝓃𝒶𝓁 𝐿𝓎𝓇𝒾𝒸𝓈 🎧: 🆉🆈🅶🅰🅾 🅶🅾 🅻🅸🆂🆃🅴🅽 🆃🅾: @zaron, @arqluizfelipe, @soualeea, @simbaxp, @coolhapoy, @tenshi_cwb, @bazih, @thiagovs_sounds, @aqualities, @fr_end, @arash.ash, @lucilius, @mairtin, @daniimonteiro. ✦ CIRCLES ✦ \u2028Born into nothing, thrown in the game. Rules are invisible, stakes are the same. Work, obey, consume, stay blind. While the kings keep stacking, leaving us behind. Selling me futures, stealing my time. Promising freedom, but locking my mind. They want my sweat, they want my fear. They want me numb, they keep me here. World’s infected, greed’s the disease.\u2028 Life’s worth less than the cash they squeeze.\u2028 Built on ruins, empires rise. Born with chains but they call it life. Time is fading, souls decay. Dreams dissolve into bills to pay.\u2028 Rotten system, hollow minds. Selling illusions disguised as life. Run, work, breathe, repeat. Die while waiting for a day that won’t come.\u2028Dreams are built from steel and concrete. Life’s a cycle, but the chains stay strong. Circles! Circles! Circles! Circles! (Aaaahhhhh) \u2028Look in the mirror, see a pawn. Trapped in a game that’s already won.\u2028 They pull the strings, feed the lies. Call it freedom while we just survive. Lost in screens, minds are chained. Laughing at us from towers they claim.\u2028 Yeah, towers! Gilded and high! Walls of gold to block our cries! The ones with answers don’t ask why.\u2028 The ones in power were born to lie.\u2028 Talk about merit, talk about drive. While stealing the gold and selling us knives. The wheel spins, but never for you. Pieces move, but stay in view.\u2028 And when I’m gone, they’ll find another! Another name, another number! Run, work, breathe, repeat. \u2028Die while waiting for a day that won’t come.\u2028Dreams are built from steel and concrete. Life’s a cycle, but the chains stay strong. Circles! Circles! Circles! Circles! (Aaaahhhhh) \u2028So tell me now, where’s the way out? \u2028If every door leads back to doubt?\u2028 If every step is made to fall.\u2028 If freedom ain’t for us at all? Maybe we break, maybe we burn. Maybe this ground will start to turn! \u2028But ‘til that day, the game goes on. And we all die before it’s gone… Circles! Circles! Circles! Circles! (Aaaahhhhh) CIRCLES!!!!!!!!!!!!!