This Circus

What did I have to lose? Be negative I fled through the snow Then never sat down It's clear for today You're sleazy at night As soon as we hear we will run Or start swinging Start swinging For below They're begging for it I want my way Never settle Always learning People, they beg us for it I'm on my way Better settle Almost there This might just feed the mother of all our needs Turning over heed Luck must fight over me And never give in To weed out the soul Replace it with salt I live, weep, and sigh In this bed of cement How perfectly shadowed this circus I start swinging We start swinging 'Cause this might just feed the mother of all our needs Turning over Turning us so clear The mother of all our needs Turning over, turning us so Just wonder more For grabbing hold Just wonder more For grabbing hold Wonder more For grabbing hold Below They're begging for it I want my way Never settle Always learning People, they beg us for it I'm on my way Better settle Almost there This might just feed the mother of all our needs Turning over Turning us so clear The mother of all our needs Turning over, turning us so Clear --- This Circus - Chevelle