This House Is A Circus

	  		
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verse 1 
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This house is a circus, berserk as fuck 
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We tend to see that as a perk, though 
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Look what it's done to your friends 
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Their memories are pretend 
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And the last thing that they want is for the feeling to end 
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This house is a circus, berserk as fuck 
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We tend to see that as a perk, though 
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Look what it's done to your friends 
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Their memories are pretend 
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And the last thing that they want is for the feeling to end 

verse 2 
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There's a room full of trouble and there's lovers to be had 
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Those ones who make sinners out of such lovely lads 
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Scaling the corridors for maidens in the maze 
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And the anomaly is slipping into familiar ways 
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And we're forever unfulfilled and can't think why 
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Like a search for murder clues in dead man's eyes 
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And we're forever unfulfilled and can't think why 
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Like a search for murder clues in dead man's eyes 

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Bridge 
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The more you open your mouth, the more you're forcing performance 
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And all the attention is leading me to feel important 
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Now that we're here, we may as well go too far 

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verse 3 
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Wriggling around in it so that you won't forget 
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There's certainly some venom in the looks that you collect 
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Aimlessly gazing at the faces in the queue 
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And we're struggling with the notion that it's life, not film 

verse 1 
  Bm  Cm                    Cm   Bm 
This house is a circus, berserk as fuck 
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We tend to see that as a perk, though 
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Look what it's done to your friends 
      Cm Bm 
Their memories are pretend 
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And the last thing that they want is for the feeling to end