Running With Scissors - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

I think this life is a circle, a line with a bend

Never ending, eternal, again and again

Just a matter of time till the lines intersect

Trickled down in a spiral, I just wanna forget

I wanna forget everything

You look like your father, baby face

You sound like your mother, how cliché

You hold up a mirror, demonstrate

I rush like a river, tempting fate

You're running with scissors, I'm the samе

Everybody's a copy, everybody's in drag

Evеry man is a baby, always kickin' the can

He gets it kinda vaguely, butterfly in the net

I just want you to see me, she just wants to forget

I wanna forget everything