My words are weapons. In which I murder you with. Please dont be scared. Please do not turn your head. We are the future the 21st century. Dyslexic glue sniffing cyber sluts. With homicidal minds and handguns. We are insane. Nothing will change. We are insane. Nothing will change. Chores:. There is a thin line between. What is good and what is evil and. I will tip-toe down that line but. I will feel unstable. My life is a circus and im. Trippin down that tight rope 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. Theres no beginning. There is no end. There is only change. Progression backwards. Is this were we are heading?. Take back your soul. Forget your emptiness. Chores:. There is a thin line between. What is good and what is evil and. I will tip-toe down that line but. I will feel unstable. My life is a circus and im. Trippin down that tight rope well. There is nothing to save me now. Im 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 aint got control. Lets take our sanity lets take compassion. And be responsible for every action. Hell no. No how. Away away away no how. Away no how. Chores:. There is a thin line between. What is good and what is evil and. I will tip-toe down that line but. I will feel unstable. My life is a circus and im. Trippin down that tight rope well. There is nothing to save me now so. I will not look down