Circles
[Intro: Tevlo, Veela]
I think I've seen this place before
(Just to break the highlife for free)
I think I've walked this path in old days
(Just to break the highlife for free)
Can't shake this feeling what is it for
(Just to break the highlife for free)
It seems I end up here always
Just to break the highlife, the highlife
[Verse 1: Veela]
From the window of a plane
In the winter, soft and ivory white
You'd see my footsteps all in vain
No start or stop just circles, no stop, just circles
[Chorus: Tevlo, Veela]
I think I've seen this place before
(Just to break the highlife for free)
I think I've walked this path in old days
(Just to break thе highlife for free)
Can't shake this feeling what is it for
(Just to break thе highlife for free)
It seems I end up here always
Just to break the highlife, the highlife
[Verse 2: Veela]
So sick of feelin' dead
Laughing in my head
Need snowy silence just to come around
Remember what I said, accountability
Living frozen, I can't trust myself
And when I see my breath
It hurts, it burns my chest
The air is poison ice, I'm not allowed
Frost is in my hair, my skin is turnin' red
Been on a couch since the beginnin'
I hunger for what I've been missin'
[Drop: Veela]
Just to break the highlife for free
Just to break the highlife for free
Just to break the highlife, the highlife
Just to break the highlife, the highlife
[Verse 3: Tevlo]
I don't know if I, make it through the night
I'm loosin' myself to this endless lie
I'm searchin' for the end
I'm goin' round and round
Need something to get me off the ground
It's caught me in its claws
I'm beggin' for release
Tryin' to escape but there's no way out
I know this can't go on
I been here way too long
Wasting time for what I don't know why
[Drop: Veela]
Just to break the highlife for free
Just to break the highlife for free
Just to break the highlife for free
Just to break the highlife, the highlife
Just to break the highlife for free
Just to break the highlife for free
Just to break the highlife for free
Just to break the highlife, the highlife
[Outro: Veela]
From the window of a plane
In the winter, soft and ivory white
You'd see my footsteps all in vain
No start or stop just circles, no stop, just circles and—