Waves from still. by Circles

Submerged by incertainties
Fear controling the body
“OK”'s not even an option
Paralized by expectations

Stillness when movement's needed
What if I drown?

Trapped in science fiction
Designing desillusions
Lost in familiar places
Endless days filled with nothing

Stillness when movement's needed
For now i'm floating
But for how long?
Stillness when movement's needed
I stopped trying
What if I drown?

Still, still here, still where it stands still
Moving, moving, in the same old places
Same old places leading to nothing
Same old faces fading with the stream
To nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing
Comfortably fading to nothing
Lost, regain, and lost again
Lost, regain, losing it again

• Punk
• emo
• hardcore
• hardcore punk
• revolution summer
• Nantes