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.