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 the insane Nothing will change We are the same Nothing will change
CHORUS: There is a thin line between what's good and what is evil I will tiptoe down that line But I will feel unstable My life is a circus And I'm 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 emptines
CHORUS: There is a thin line between what's good and what is evil I will tiptoe down that line But I will feel unstable My life is a circus And I'm tripping down the tightrope Well there is nothing to save me now I'm falling to the ground Falling to the ground
I speak of madness, my heart and soul I cry for people who aint got control Lets take our sanity, lets take compassion And be responsible for ever reaction Hell no, no how no way no way no way no how no way no how