Sin Circus

(альбом: Pluto Tapes: Volume 3 - 2019)

Vices on a platter
The counterfeit glamour
A place you can laugh the pain away
Animals in cages
Clowns cover the stages
And it starts to look like a cabaret
Broken souls, no control, in a show
Losing hold, as we swing, from the ropes
Letting go, we surrender our souls
We surrender ourselves to the show

It's a Sin Circus and we're just the cast
While we fall down everyone has a laugh
No one ever leaves, cause we just wanna make believe
It's a Sin Circus and we're just the cast

Getting kinda crazy
The noise escalating
The crowd has a growing appetite
For pain on the daily
No care about safety
They stare while we play with dynamite
Might as well, after all, we're in hell
In our heads, we all know, we're unwell
Raising hell, we rebel, cause we know
We'll surrender ourselves to the show

It's a Sin Circus and we're just the cast
While we fall down everyone has a laugh
No one ever leaves, cause we just wanna make believe
It's a Sin Circus and we're just the cast

When the daylight
Reaches us and we see what we've become
We can't help it
No one ever leaves the show

It's a Sin Circus and we're just the cast
While we fall down everyone has a laugh
No one ever leaves, cause we just wanna make believe
It's a Sin Circus and we're just the cast