Lyrics 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 cybersl*ts 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 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, yeah 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, 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 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
Tightrope - Papa Roach
