You know your circus tent is falling in on itself, on itself You took the money and our net of safety for yourself
Yea, there is no other way, we don’t need you anymore Strike it down, and dig it up Yea, there is a better way, find harmony before We strike it down, and give it up
The dark night of your sin is closing in on itself, on itself Your wicked wallet width is growing thin, blame yourself
Through your corruption we lost everything (sweet sting) And your destruction is just rebalancing (justice is sweet)