My Mother The Carjacker - Circustime Lyrics
Step by step I crept into the would I become food oh should I couldI see some lights and rings and things are so confusingSo confusing mePinch to see if I am dreamingHey, this music’s kinda creepyI want it allI want it allRingmaster disasterExasperated hate, that bastardAnd when I come to freaks send peaks my way is blockedThere’s no escape gate madeI wanted anythingAnything at allGive my brain it’s final cleaningHey, this music’s kinda creepyIt’s like I’ve got no soulIt’s like I’ve got no soulAct is set but no one’s breathingHey, this music’s kinda creepyIt’s like they’ve got no soulsIt’s like they’ve got no souls