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Paroles: Simon Says. Nucleus.

A silent tension hovers up above me
Empty stares become communication

Perception is that tones define the mood
Guilty feeling overwhelms me

Responsible for their convictions
Is it me or have I become the scapegoat

Now I go again
In circles there's no end

The brittle finds his wall and rests his body
The outspoken will take advantage quick

Back and forth and forth and back
They chip away at their foundation
Scares me into finally speaking up

Now I go again
In circles there's no end

Quickest one to ten
No one ever wins

Back and forth and forth and back
They chip away at their foundation
Scares me into finally speaking up

Now I go again
In circles there's no end

Quickest one to ten
No one ever wins

Now I go again
In circles there's no end

Quickest one to ten
No one ever wins