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Circle
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Circle by Seven Channels this is the stuff that makes us and it's kind of contagious won't swallow the pill that life decides to give us no i see your face in the middle of the storm can't rely on myself because myself's all gone there goes the world again i just might lose my head i'm in your circle now tie me to the helm 'cause this ship's set to sink should i stay or should i swim i don't know what do you think i see your face in the middle of the storm can't rely on myself because myself's all gone |
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