Birds of Tokyo. Bird Of Tokyo. Circles. Zeneszám

I'm being followed by my shadow, he's been creeping around
Asking where I've been
He keeps tapping on my shoulder, telling me it's over
So where do I begin?

These dark days are getting harder, I feel I'm treading water
So will I sink or swim?
Roll on, push a little further, I keep saying is this worth it
Or should I just give in?

I don't know

I don't know which way I'm supposed to spin
In this circle
And I won't waste my time on your concern
'Til it's over

I look back on a distant border, I fear I'm getting older
There's so much that I missed
Walk on following a faint line, see if I can define
Where I came undone

I don't know which way I'm supposed to spin
In this circle
And I won't waste my time on your concern
'Til it's over

And I will wait my turn, my time will come
This ain't over
And I can't wait no more, no sweet return
This is over

So it is
So sweet return
So it is
So sweet return

So it is
So sweet return
So it is
So sweet return

This is over