Papa Roach: Thight rope

My words are weaponsIn which I murder you with But please don't get scared please do not turn your head We are the future the 21st century dyslexic glue sniffing cyberslutsWith homicidal minds and handguns We are insane Nothing will change We are insane same Nothing will change There is a thin line between what's good and what is evil And I will tiptoe down that line But I will feel unstable My life is a circus And I am tripping down the tightrope Well there is nothing to save me now So I will not look down And again and again and againAnd it happens again and again and again There's no beginning there is no end there is only changeProgression backwardsIs this where we are headingTake back your soulForget your emptinessThere is a thin line between what's good and what is evil And I will tiptoe down that line But I will feel unstable My life is a circus And I am tripping down the tightrope Well there is nothing to save me now I'm falling to the groundFalling to the groundDown to the groundI speak of madnessMy heart and soulI cry for people who ain't got controlLets take our sanityLets take compassionAnd be responsible for every reactionHello know howBut we we we know howWe know howThere is a thin line between what's good and what is evilAnd I will tiptoe down that lineBut I will feel unstable My life is a circus And I am tripping down the tightrope Well there is nothing to save me now So I will not look downThere is a thin line between what's good and what is evilAnd I will tiptoe down that line But I will feel unstable My life is a circus And I am tripping down the tightrope Well there is nothing to save me nowI'm falling to the groundDown to the groundAll the way downHidden in the dirt