This house is a circus berserk as f**k
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 that they want
Is for the feeling to end
This house is a circus berserk as f**k
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 that they want
Is for the feeling to end
There's a room full of trouble
And there's lovers to be had
Those walls sinners 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
And can't think why
Like a search for murder clues
In dead men's eyes
Forever unfulfilled
And can't think why
Like a search for murder clues
In dead men's eyes
The more you open your mouth
The more you're forcing performance
And all the attention is leading me to feel important
Completely obnoxious completely obnoxious
Now that we're here we may as well go too far
Wringling around in incidents you won't forget
And there's certainly some venom
In the looks that you collect
Aimlessly gazing at the blazers in the queue
And we're struggling with the notion
That it's life not film
This house is a circus berserk as f**k
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 that they want
Is for the feeling to end.