Circles Erratica

Album cover art for "Circles Erratica" by Colin Hay

Colin Hay - Pop

Circles Erratica

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Duration: 4:05

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Sometimes I'm invisible I'm nowhere to be seen Kick like a tin can Into a shape of a man Try so hard to break in So I can brust out Perspectives ever changing Leaving me in doubt I've got a chronic disorder I'm balanced between The edge of a razor Trying to cut clean I've got my eyes on the road I'm trying to keep steady I've got my hands on the wheel I feel I'm nearly ready Hope that me who's dreaming And that's not me who's screaming Want to wake up warm Not tattered and torn Still for all the killing There's nobody winning I want to spit it out I want to scream and shout Lying in the gutter I heard someone mutter Creeping in the shadows Trying to get home Like the swing in the see-saw It's hard to keep steady But with some rearranging I feel I'm nearly ready Sometimes I'm invisible I'm nowhere to be seen Kick like a tin can Into a sugarade man Hope that me who's dreaming And that's not me who's screaming I want to wake up warm Not tattered and torn Lying in the gutter I heard someone stutter Creeping in the shadows Trying to get home I've got my eyes on the road I'm trying to keep steady I've got my hands on the wheel I feel I'm nearly ready

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