(BROWNE)



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



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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 dont 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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