My words are weapons

In which I murder you with

But 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 the insane

Nothing will change

We are the same

Nothing will change



Chorus:

There is a thin line between what's good and what is evil

I will tiptoe down that line

But I will feel unstable

My life is a circus

And I'm 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 emptines



Chorus:

There is a thin line between what's good and what is evil

I will tiptoe down that line

But I will feel unstable

My life is a circus

And I'm 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 that ain't got control

Let's take our sanity

Let's take compassion

And be responsible for every action

Hell no, no how,

No way, no way, no way, no how

No way, no how



Chorus:

There is a thin line between what's good and what is evil

I will tiptoe down that line

But I will feel unstable

My life is a circus

And I'm 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

I will tiptoe down that line

But I will feel unstable

My life is a circus

And I'm 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