Tightrope - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

My words are weapons, in which I murder you with

Please don't be scared, please do not turn your head

We are the future, the 21st-century dyslexic, glue-sniffing cyber sluts

With homicidal minds and handguns

We are insane, nothing will change

There is a thin line between what is 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 that 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 is 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 that 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

Let's take our sanity, let's take compassion

And be responsible for every action

Hell no, no how, no way, no way, no way, no how

No way, no how

There is a thin line between what is 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 that tightrope, well

There is nothing to save me now, so I will not look down

There is a thin line between what is 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 that 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