Tightrope in a big top
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I'm still, but I can't stop
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Can't see a net, what if I fall
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Without a net, where do I fall
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High ride in the spotlight
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Can't fly, afraid of heights
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Can't see the end, what if I choke
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There is no end, I'm gonna choke
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There's no way out of this circus
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We paint on smiles, so they can't hurt us
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Caged with the lions now
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Begging for silence now
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Tryna' escape
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There is no way out of this circus
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Begging for silence now
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Tryna' escape
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There is no way out of this circus
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Trapeze tethered in the air
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No safety if this fabric tears
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If I lose grip, where do I fall
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Gonna lose grip, nowhere to fall
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I'm chasing red lights
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Toying with those coloured lights
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If I can't run, where do I go
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I cannot run, where do I go
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There's no way out of this circus
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We paint on smiles, so they can't hurt us
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Caged with the lions now
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Begging for silence now
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Tryna' escape
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There is no way out of this circus
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Begging for silence now
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There is no way out of this circus
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We paint on smiles, so they can't hurt us
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Caged with the lions now
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Begging for silence now
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Tryna' escape
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There is no way out of this circus
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