Circus

It's a circus It's a circus in here and i cant walk where ever i want to I Keep stepping in the things I (fear/feel)

It's a circus Are you scared just like me Everyone around me is talking I'm just ripping off the leaves of the tree So, I say

it's a circus And I'm scared of (another/I don't have a) choice Everyone around me is talking Am i the only one who has a voice

Well is this truth? Or just some knowledge that I bare Everyone around me is thinking Oh help God, I'm scared

Oh no Oh my God Does anybody get a choice Oh my God

Tell us the truth Is this some truth Some price to pay Am i about to get the things i waged? Is it true?

If this is a choice Oh God, it's a choice Everybody has got a voice of some passionate conscience religion Oh God, it's true

If this is the price I'll pay I'm not afraid of the guns it'll take To push it away Is this a fashion conscience religion, or is it truth?

This is the price I pay I'm not afraid of the guns it'll take To push me away Is this a fashion conscience religion, I think it's true