The Sideshow Tent

This is it, right behind the curtain .

Every single second brings a second chance !

Tic tic tic toc ! This is right where they belong .

Right ? Tic tic tic toc talking to yourself never did a damn thing,

and yet I do the very same thing each and every chance that I get .

It’s time to raise those pretty heads !

Keep those greasy little hands off the glass

and keep your feet behind the dotted line .

You’re doing fine, it’s just we don’t have a clue

how they’ll choose to react to you, an audience .

AHH! Just look what you’ve done !

This is exactly what we feared and yet we’re still so unprepared…

Their faces crack open

The artistry of debauchery !

If we’re all endlessly wasting it, they can’t take it away !

We couldn’t hope for anything more than this…

Stop f**king staring at me, dream your hysterical dreams .

Since this is the way things are explain the way things seem .

Or anything more than this

They say that pretty faces age pretty quickly .

Beautiful eyes grab you to fill idle time and time again, all alone .

You used to feel I was a beautiful liar .

So now it’s coming to this ?!

Each one tripping on the light fantastic toe .

Come on you sheep skinned liars !

Dress up those skeletons and sway !

You think you’re terrified now ?

Just wait and see, our eyes are open .

The artistry of debauchery !

If we’re all endlessly wasting it, they can’t take it away !

We couldn’t hope for anything more than this…

Stop f**king staring at me, dream your hysterical dreams .

Since this is the way things are explain the way things seem .

Or anything more than this

Or anything more than this

Save yourself . The months have always turned to years .

Save yourself . The face of each and every fear .

Save yourself, save yourself .

Smile along with the fabrication as long as you can shelve your disbelief .

We’ve had our day .

If we’re all endlessly wasting it, they can’t take it away .

So take a seat by the broken mirrors, and take a look at my face .

If you’d just quit your screaming, baby, you’d see you are not afraid of me .

You are not afraid of me…

The artistry of debauchery !

If we’re all endlessly wasting it, they can’t take it away !

We couldn’t hope for anything more than this…

Stop f**king staring at me, dream your hysterical dreams .

Since this is the way things are explain the way things seem .

Or anything more than this