circus
I’m a prisioner breaking away from myself I’m a listener of things I’m not supposed to hear What’s the reason you’re knocking locked doors on this? The other side of the wall nobody’s got the key
My confusion is so real, an arrow going nowhere Someone inside’s trying to turn me against myself I’m falling down cutting the air with my skin, I’m trying to find myself, I don’t know where else to search
Every part starts to crack The pieces scattered on the ground
Everything is going down My song starts to cry
Everyday I gotta die Get my crown,
turnabaout Split the floor, get my eyes Fit into me, drink the sun Who am I?
where’s the sky? I cannot see, I’m almost blilnd
Everyone’s suspicious of stealing my life
I’m getting clown, I’m overdrive I’m nuts about you,
I’m my lie I’m a slave of your desire Who’s the puppeteer of my life?
My words are gonna crash My anxiety is driving my wild Breaking the mirrors I won’t stop the past Who am I going to lie?
This is the circus of the explicit Just trust what you see My illusion is nude, I am exposed to you I can’t hide the chains inside of me
My eyes, starting to bleed The clearness hurts me when it’s reason what should dream I cannot feel free, I can’t hide what you see: My soul is outta my body, its place is filled with tears
Everyday I gotta die Get my crown, turnabaout Split the floor, get my eyes
Fit into me, drink the sun I’m getting clown, I’m overdrive I’m nuts about you, I’m my lie I’m a slave of your desire Who’s the puppeteer of my life?
My words are gonna crash My anxiety is driving my wild Breaking the mirrors I won’t stop the past Who am I going to lie?
This is the circus of the explicit Just trust what you see My illusion is nude, I am exposed to you I can’t hide the chains inside of me.
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