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 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 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 the tightrope well
    there is nothing to save me now so i will not look down and again and again
    and again 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 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 aint got control lets take our sanity lets take compassion and be
    responsible for every action hell no know how the way the way the way know
    how the way know 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 the 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 the tightrope well there is nothing
    to save me now I'm falling to the ground down to the ground all the way down.