Текст песни Tightrope - Papa Roach

My words are weapons, in which I murder you with.
Please don't be scared, please do not turn your head.
With homicidal minds and handguns.
We are insane, nothing will change.
There is a thin line between what is good and what is evil.
And, I will tiptoe down that line, but I will feel unstable.
My life is a circus and I am tripping down that tightrope.
Well, there is nothing to save me now, so I will not look down.
And again, and again, and again, and it happens again And again, and again.
I speak of madness, my heart and soul.
I cry for people who have got no control.
Lets take our sanity, lets take compassion.
And be responsible for every action.
Hell no, no how, no way, no way, no way, no how, no way, no how.