Crazy events that got locked in the back of my head
It was like Walking on a tight rope
This thin little string, smirking at me
Halfway into the dare
Beauty and Darkness sitting at the edge of their seats
Waiting, sneering inaudible comments
Condescending eyes that lie
I know they're looking
Thinking of chaos ready to unfold
Countless revelations
The last circus they called it
Unlocked lost memories