Circular (Dismantled)

It walks in circles all the time Different mind It claws the walls with bound hands and tries to climb this shell that grew inside It keeps correcting all its non-existant flaws while it pretends they're gone It knows the mind that's keeping track of all mistakes that ever made its life Sometimes I can almost reach the sun Yet, the distance Is blinding It walks in circles all the time Different mind It keeps repeating all its goals to make the purpose seem so worthwhile It inputs air into the lungs just so they see that it pretends to breathe It ran the circle one last time One last time Abandoned all these faces living in the dreams that emptied out its cries It climbed the wall on broken hands until the edges pulled apart Revealing all the same divides Mind is set on 'loop'