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tightrope
my words are weapons
in which i murder you with
please don't be scared
please do not turn your head
we are the future
the 21st. century dyslexic
glue sniffing cybersluts
with homicidal minds and handguns
we are insane
nothing will change
we are insane
nothing will change
there is a thin line between
what is good and what is evil
and i will tiptoe
down that line
but i will feel unstable
my life is a circus
and i am tripping
down the tightrope
well there is nothing to save me now
so i will not look down
and again and again and again
it happens again and again and again
there's no beginning
there is no end
there is only change
progression backwards
is this where we are heading
take back your soul
forget your emptiness
there is a thin line
between what is good and what is evil
and i will tiptoe down that line
but i will feel unstable
my life is a circus
and i am tripping down the tightrope
well there is nothing to save me
now i'm falling to the ground
falling to the ground
down to the ground
i speak of madness
my heart and soul
i cry for people who aint got control
lets take our sanity
lets take compassion
and be responsible for every action
hell no
know how
the way the way
the way know how
the way know how
there is a thin line between
what is good and what is evil
and i will tiptoe down that line
but i will feel unstable
my life is a circus
and i am tripping down the tightrope
well there is nothing to save me
now so i will not look down
there is a thin line between
what is good and what is evil
and i will tiptoe down that line
but i will feel unstable
my life is a circus
and i am tripping down the tightrope
well there is nothing to save me now
i'm falling to the ground
down to the ground all the way down.