You’re like a bushel babe That’s hiding all my shine Of mediocre psycho babble Mutating my mind Telling me to dismiss and reject The world outside So then How ain’t this relationship In turn a waste of time? Cuz I don’t know what I wanna do Always debating bout you in my head I run it around and around and around In a circle Yeah I run it around and around and around I run it around You’re in my limbic system Keeps me so uptight Preventing me from connecting With those in my life Whose affection I could use To help myself unwind Makes me fear all my relationships Are just a waste of time Cuz I’m Stuck in a real bad way But I turn it around I’m scaring my family B/c you’re putting me down I’m stuck in a circle, yeah But I can turn it around Got spun in a circle, yeah But I can turn it around If I can stop spinning long enough to Turn it around Show me that your sacred heart’s The human kindness kind Show me more than 3D printers Drawing skulls and knives Show me more than kleptocratic Demagogue control Show me that you ain’t a lizard Show you’ve got a soul Cuz I Don’t know what I’m gonna do I guess there really ain’t no erasing you from my head I run it around and around and around In a circle Yeah I run it around and around and around I run it around