[Submitted
by joeri]
My words are weapons,
In which I murder you with
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
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 tight rope,
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 tight rope,
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