Two Laps Songtext
von Delta Hate

Four points of contact
We took our marks
Behind the line you should′ve never crossed
The shot rang out
This was just the start
But what was the cost?

Two times I've been around that track

I fear we′re stuck in the same old circle
Same routine
Just another day


I try to run
But we're starting over
Just to keep away from you
Get the fuck away
There is no stopping this
No other way out

Prolonging the inevitable
Holding on just to hold on
And I'm losing my grip
Trying to make sense of the
Incomprehensible

This has run its course
Time to get the fuck off the track

Get the fuck off the track

Two laps again and again
Two laps
Two laps again and again
Two laps again and again
Two laps
Two laps again