Life is a circus and I am clown
I walk on the tied rope afraid to fall down
The people below me just sit there and stare
Trying their best to seem like they care
But I think they all want a part of this freakshow
The crowd down below me they gather in rings
Bows suit and ties like puppets on strings
Wife child and husband they all look the same
Holds nightly faces like an image of shame
But they look at me like I am the star of this
Freakshow
Everyone pointing their fingers at me
'Cause I'm in the spot light so easy to see
People are people that's how it will stay
I keep on holding will wake up someday
Cause I ain't always have a part on this freakshow