Caught in a wave and I'm confused
Exchanging the words that we could never use
It was one of our favorite things to do

The gossip will bring you everything but good news so

Something tells me to stop my rantings

They will only bring you down
Because nothing good ever came from chantings
The shapes of their conversations are Round


They just keep on going around


Dismantle a smile with the wrong words
We're trapped in the dark from all the bad things we've heard
Plotting revenge to make them learn

But it Always
Ends up in Ashes with nothing left to burn so


Something tells me to stop my rantings
They will only bring you down
Because nothing good ever came from chantings

The shapes of their conversations are round

They keep going around

Round
They keep going around
Round

They keep going around