*deep sigh*
It's not my circus. I'm just one of the monkeys.

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*deep sigh*
It's not my circus. I'm just one of the monkeys.
Chevelle #5 - This Circus
What did I have to lose?
Be negative
I fled through the snow
Then never sat down
It's clear for today
You're sleazy at night
As soon as we hear we will run
Or start swinging
Start swinging
Luck must fight over me, and never give in To weed out the soul, replace it with salt I live, weep, and sigh, in this bed of cement How perfectly shadowed, this circus
Chevelle - This Circus
Luck must fight over me And never give in to Weird out the soul Replace it with salt I live within sight of This medicine man how perfectly Sure of this circus I start swinging We start swinging
Esta canción para mi es sobre como en esta sociedad necesitamos creer o inventar a algo superior que nos haga sentir "mejores" personas. O culparlo cuando nos pasan cosas "malas"
This might just feed the Mother of all our needs Turning over here
"This Circus" Chevelle
I love his voice in this song, it's so raw and sexual.