Upcoming album 2005. Crazy heavy and melodic. f***in psycho.
I won’t be coming home tonite
I’m traveling with the circus of freaks
And I won’t coming home tonite
Haven’t been home in weeks
And don’t you cry
You know this is the only way
Everytime I look at my life I run, run, run str8 into the brick wall
Pick up the pieces, the new diseases, there’s no time for me, there’s no time for Jesus
Every time that I stay, he slowly creeps back in
My best friend in the world he is my evil twin
Welcome to my nightmare, please come on step right in
All the distractions to keep us obeying the system that fucks us
Keep buying useless shit to keep us occupied so we think we’re happy so we can smile in our graves
Look at the monkey in his cage staring at me
The opaque image in the mirror is all I see
I live in the circus of freaks
I live in the circus of freaks all you stupid motherfuckers come stare at me
I live in the circus of the freaks you motherfuckers come stare at me
Who I was?? So Alone. It’s time I come back home
Take me home
Does it make you feel better?? All you’ve got is this goodbye letter