Psycore - Circus lyrics

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Psycore - Circus lyrics

behind every door there's a question and just around the corner there's a hole in the ground that someone forgot to fix but i'm still alive still alive, still trying to sell my soul for a ticket to the moon and the stars once in a while i have a life but somehow i always seem to mistake it for garbage and throw it away i must have messed up a million times or more i guess nothing is so good that you can't make it worse nothing is so great that you can't mess it up nothing is so perfect that you can't turn it down it's always the same: when the wind of wealth, love and fortune is blowing my way when my piece of reality is becoming a bu*terfly that's when the circus arrives circus i always act the clown circus always on the way down circus i drive myself insane circus why do i play this game when i've turned water into wine just when i've reached the shore to the river of a splendid future that's when the circus arrives circus i always act the clown circus always on the way down when life feels great that's when the circus comes to town i've taught myself to die without a sound to live without a reason to smile without locking i have no interest in this world the universe inside my head is bigger and better and nicer to me in the streets i dream you can walk around naked and drunk all the time at the end of the day the sun goes up just because it wants to, and we dance like water and children above the fire it's beautiful not at all like the real world that claim exist where living is like walking barefoot over broken gla**es with a baby dinosaur on each shoulder where the only purpose in life is to grow older that's not it, love is it love is the tallest flower in your garden love is a helmet and there's a war out there burning flesh everywhere unsecure elements of fear lethal hunger for peace and tranquillity question: how come you can't accept the fat sweaty person on the seat next to you on the concord to paradise your world is too small you are too blind your brain is too fat, that's why nothing is so good that you can't make it worse nothing is so great that you can't mess it up nothing is so perfect that you can't turn it down nothing is so good nothing is nothing