Like a crowd when the pin drops Like a ride that you can't get off High wire on a high hope Tight walk on a tight rope Cold night make you breathe in Hot lights make the show begin
Catch your breath as your heart stops It's what you want but it's never enough Grey days in a blue town Every time the circus calls round Pulling out of a tail spin Put it up in the mess you're in
Chorus Once you bring the house down, bring the house down I'd walk if walking meant that I lose myself Look if looking made me go blind Scream but screaming only serves to cloud my mind
Strange scene that you don¹t know Ringside at the freak show Paint cracks as you're walking on in Butter's thick and the air is thin By now you're the star of the show Sat alone in a gaping hole
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