This house is a circus
berserk as fuck
We tend to see that as a
perk though Look
What it's done to your friends
their memories are pretend
And the last thing they want is
for the feeling to end
This house is a circus
berserk as fuck
We tend to see that as a
perk though Look
What it's done to your friends
their memories are pretend
And the last thing they want is
for the feeling to end
Looking for trouble and there's
lovers to be had
Those ones next to us are such
lovely lads
Scaling the corridors for
maidens in the maze
And the anomaly is slipping into
familiar ways
And we're forever unfulfilled
Can't think why
Like a search for murder clues
In dead man's eyes
Forever unfulfilled
And can't think why
Like a search for murder clues
In dead man's eyes
The more you open your mouth
The more you're forcing
performance
All the attention is leading me
to feel important
completely obnoxious
Now that we're here
we may as well go too far
Wriggling around just so that
you won't forget
There's certainly some venom in
the looks that you collect
Aimlessly gazing at the
blazers in the queue
Struggling with the notion
that it's life not film
This house is a circus
berserk as fuck
We tend to see that as a
perk though Look
What it's done to your friends
their memories are pretend
And the last thing they want is
for the feeling to end