Ladies and gentlemen, children of all ages,
Welcome to the Circus of Dreams!
I present, for your judgmental cravings,
The story of an ordinary human,
Filled with hopes and aspirations. Whatever happened to dear, old, sweet Alice?
She woke in a cold sweat,
Her bedsheets were all wet.
Her childhood wishes left with the circus long ago. She flew on Sunday but fell on a Monday.
She prayed for redemption,
But the real world wont have none.
What looked like a window was a cruel innuendo, so to say. And all of these voices,
They whisper and mock me.
Real and imagined, they seem so impa**ioned
To make me believe that Im not so important
To have these dreams. [chorus] 2x
La la lalala lalala
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La la lalala lalala
La Was it wrong to be a dreamer,
To hope and believe that others would follow my step?
But status k**ed pa**ion, its all about the pa**ion
And the lives that we try to present. And all the words that were spoken
To make me regret
That I ever believed that Id be more than this.
How they whisper and mock me
And keep me from seeing the truth in me. [chorus] 4x