Circle the squares As the squares run in circles Follow the stares As their eyes follow you Swallow the ales As time is of the essence Circle the squares Before they circle you Blinded bastards breed dead eyes That follow fortunes full of lies They heed the need to feed the greed Berating all of fellow man The reprimand while charting scams So fucking sick of all their needs Still they point like I'm the one Devil corrupting everyone I have no chance to intercede Living in this life I lead I know that it's a guarantee Don't need your fucking pity