Circles

Gather all the good times When they chill with me behind I didn't have enough time For this stuff, on my mind Oh when you're trying to rewind You're caught up in a never-ending circle; we play it again And again and again Just give me more Just the same, just the same We play it again Caught up in a never-ending circle Play it again You're friends with the madness Gotta give it somemore loving Cause you can hear what the answers You won't let, it begin Oh when you're trying to rewind You're caught up in a never-ending circle; we play it again And again and again Just give me more Just the same, just the same We play it again Caught up in a never-ending circle Play it again I play it again I play it again I play it again and again and again We play it again Again and again I just play it again and again I play it again and again I play it again and again I play it again and again I play it again and again And again and again And again and again And again and again And again and again And again and again And again and again And again and again And again and again And again and again And again and again And again and again I play it again and again And again and again And again --- Circles - Digitalism