Circulation

	There’s a darkness
	In the most well lit room
	Even the brightest bulb needs to be held in place
	And fed by the energy we fight for, we fight for
	I am the radiator throwing heat
	And you’re the fire burning oil, this we need to stay warm
	Oh the tales we tell are glorious
	Under the bed we sleep
	Under the dreams we dream
	The dust that fills our lungs
	Accumulates to the root of our body’s weakness
	We are what we believe in
	[Chorus]
	Blind by self depletion scared
	I got to dry my hands and bleach em all
	Find myself a reason not to cover up
	The court didn’t give me a chance to make my case
	Thrown out like old boxes, my words they sit wet in the rain
	Until they dissolve away just balling up like old paper
	Almost like litter to the side of the road until it no longer
	Can hold its shape, just crumble into the earth someday
	Becoming sand to remain that way forever

	There' s a darkness
	In the most well lit room
	Even the brightest bulb needs to be held in place
	And fed by the energy we fight for, we fight for
	I am the radiator throwing heat
	And you' re the fire burning oil, this we need to stay warm
	Oh the tales we tell are glorious
	Under the bed we sleep
	Under the dreams we dream
	The dust that fills our lungs
	Accumulates to the root of our body' s weakness
	We are what we believe in
	Chorus
	Blind by self depletion scared
	I got to dry my hands and bleach em all
	Find myself a reason not to cover up
	The court didn' t give me a chance to make my case
	Thrown out like old boxes, my words they sit wet in the rain
	Until they dissolve away just balling up like old paper
	Almost like litter to the side of the road until it no longer
	Can hold its shape, just crumble into the earth someday
	Becoming sand to remain that way forever