Paranoid Circus

Lyriel -Paranoid Circus

Hands and fingers,arms and neck

For the promise to find out

What it is all about

It's already down to heads or tails

Moira did belief in virtue and honesty but

You know innocence breaks so easily

So you can't choose it's not on you to know what's right

Everything is set for the final fight

Deep inside you know it's not just black or white

You are well prepared for the final fight

Every day is judged by the framework

Of your certain point of view

Life is change just like the withering truth

Truth is just a philosophic term

That doesn't serve the ways of life

Those who want to know bout life must

Find the trace of truth

I'm tired,would you take me home

Where I can rest in your arms

I don't need to make amends

But the streets where you take me home

Recall my paranoid circus of formative years

Playback life and anabolic arguments instead

Maybe that's it all about

It's already down to heads or tails

So she killed herself on a lovely morning

And the rising sun smiled in her numbly eyes

So please show me where the truth is in that sweet tale

You have to admit,it's nothing but a bale

Everything has failed if you can't see what's bright

What you see out there is just what you see inside

Reality is nothing than the register

Of crimes of a humankind

Now you agree it's up to us to do the what's right

Right comes along with fortune

But fortune is a furtive friend indeed

You can only find the key of fortune in yourself

I'm tired,would you take me home

Where I can rest in your arms

I don't need to make amends

But the streets where you take me home

Recall my paranoid circus of formative years

Of formative years

I'm tired,would you take me home

Where I can rest in your arms

I don't need to make amends

But the streets where you take me home

Recall my paranoid circus of formative years

Of formative years ，

I'm so tired