| Please don’t be scared, please do not turn your head
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| We are the future; |
| the 21st century dyslexic, glue sniffing cyber sluts
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| With homicidal minds and handguns
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| We are insane, nothing will change
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| There is a thin line between what is good and what is evil
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| And, I will tiptoe down that line, but I will feel unstable
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| My life is a circus and I am tripping down that tightrope
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| Well, there is nothing to save me now, so I will not look down
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| And again, and again, and again, and it happens again
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| And again, and again
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| There’s no beginning, there is no end
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| There is only change
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| Progression backwards, is this where we are heading
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| Take back your soul, forget your emptiness
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| There is a thin line between what is good and what is evil
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| And, I will tiptoe down that line, but I will feel unstable
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| My life is a circus and I am tripping down that tightrope
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| Well, there is nothing to save me now, so I will not look down
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| And again, and again, and again, and it happens again
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| And again, and again
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| I speak of madness, my heart and soul
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| I cry for people who have got no control
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| Lets take our sanity, lets take compassion
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| And be responsible for every action
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| Hell no, no how, no way, no way, no way, no how, no way, no how
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| There is a thin line between what is good and what is evil
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| And, I will tiptoe down that line, but I will feel unstable
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| My life is a circus and I am tripping down that tightrope
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| Well, there is nothing to save me now, so I will not look down
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| And again, and again, and again, and it happens again
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| And again, and again
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| Down to the ground, all the way down, hidden in the dirt |