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Papa Roach - Tightrope˛ Papa Roach - Tightrope˛ | | 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 insane
Nothing will change
We are insane same
Nothing will change
There is a thin line between what's 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
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 emptiness
There is a thin line between what's 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 ain't got control
Lets take our sanity
Lets take compassion
And be responsible for every reaction
Hello know how
But we we we know how
We know how
There is a thin line between what's 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's 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
Hidden in the dirt
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