Life
in a circle
You
think you have forgotten
What
you say what you do
It
has a habit to make a return
Somebody
will make a record
It
will come out when a needs arise
You
may feel the blushing heat
Listening
to the recordings or reading the words
Life
in a circle
You
can't escape the catch
Once
the power is gone
The
deeds will be published
You
may sound alarm
You
may sound regret
You
may the work of Satan
But
you can't run away
Life
in a circle
It
has the habit to return
What
you say what you do
You
may feel the blushing heat
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