Toxin Circles Songtext
von Ben E. Wood

Two hot coals living in an aquarium
Sharing selfless steam
Sounds a little fishy to me.

Scales that don′t quite reach equilibrium
Charming, restlessly
Feels a bit ambitious to me.


What luck we have to talk in circles.
Swallow down the toxin circles.

Filter out the harmless nefarium
Filter out the grease
It sounds like an obnoxious disease.

Lucky people rewrite books
In essence, now, we talk in crescents.