My words are weapons,
In which I murder you with.
Please don't get 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's 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
And 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's 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 ain't got control.
Lets take our sanity,
Lets take compassion,
And be responsible for every reaction.
Hello know how,
But we we we know how,
We know how.

There is a thin line between what's 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's 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.
Hidden in the dirt.