Circles Erratica Lyrics

Sometimes I'm invisible, I'm nowhere to be seen

Kicked like a tin can into the shape of a man

Trying so hard to break in so I can burst out

Perspectives ever changing leaving me in doubt

I've got a chronic disorder I'm balanced between

The edge of a razor trying to cut clean

Got my eyes on the road trying to keep steady

Got my hands on the wheel

I feel I'm nearly ready



Hope that's me who's dreaming and that's not me who's screaming

Want to wake up warm and not tattered and torn

Still for all the killing there's nobody winning

I want to spit it out, I want to scream and shout

Lying in the gutter I heard someone mutter

Creeping the shadows trying to get home

Like the swing and the see-saw hard to keep steady

But with some rearranging

I feel I'm nearly ready



Sometimes I'm invisible, I'm nowhere to be seen

Kicked like a tin can into a Sugar Ray man

Hope that's me who's dreaming and that's not me who's screaming

I want to wake up warm and not tattered and torn



Lying in the gutter I heard someone mutter

Creeping the shadows trying to get home

Got my eyes on the road and I'm trying to keep steady

Got my hands on the wheel

I feel I'm nearly ready