Animals

Turn the lights off I hit the stage For its own sake smile on my face In the shelter of night I aim for Minor souls miserable creatures It's up to you the choice is free Your own take on the masterpiece Until the curtains unveil The choices you've made Provide the sharpest tools to cut them down It's long past time to clean up this town We're walking a tightrope high in the sky And act like nothing could go wrong Will we forever keep going on? No lie that has ever been told Forced to sell what's already been sold Destroy their dreams made out of gold Collect their skulls as their bodies turn cold Provide the sharpest tools to cut them down It's long past time to clean up this town We're walking a tightrope high in the sky Act like nothing could go wrong Will we forever keep going on? I did not choose to live this way Call me a beast 'cause you're the prey We're walking a tightrope high in the sky And act like nothing could go wrong Will we forever keep going on? Provide the sharpest tools to cut them down