Cirque du Rouge

Where is this place and how did I get here
I must have fell and hit my head
But they don't seem to notice
When I try to say something it all comes out wrong
The suits they wear are made of lies
But I can see them
As he enters the tent holding only a knife
And screams were heard from all around
But I think to myself
Where the hell am I now and how did I get here
Oh and what is this I'm seeing
A car crash as slowly as smoke rising up
From below the surface of my favorite nightmare
And thoughts so disturbing I have to let go
Of the chains that tie me down to the heart of a ghost
And stare in the eyes of the one you love most
This can't be and blood stains these walls
The distance holds nothing I'll never be free
If dreams could paint a picture
That picture might just get me back
And if life could tell a story
A story is all I have
I never would've thought it would be this easy
No, I never would've thought it would be this easy
No, I never would've thought it would be this easy
No, I never would've thought it would be this easy
I'll be waiting here
I'll be waiting here
I'll be waiting here
I'll be waiting here
I'll be waiting here