It goes back and forth and back and forth until strikes gold We levitate like vultures until we dig up something old Yeah! This shit is getting old It goes round and round and round and round until the circle's dead Out of the blue and in the black and then we paint it red Yeah! We killed the circle dead Into the void and then we drown When we avoid making a sound It goes up and down and up and down until someone gets sick We bruise and mend, repeat again, there's nothing we can't fix Yeah! I think you make me sick Into the void and then we drown When we avoid making a sound Out of the void comes what we said To haunt us until we're dead