I walk like a deadly threat
That [bad word] to change your style
I can feel the taste of candy red
Behind a perfect shallow smile

Now what can you offer me
I don't know and I can pay
But if I give you this ticket for free
Can you guarantee me no betrayal

Choir

I'm in this strange old circus
When will I ever learn
Its not a place to focus
On that final, last u-turn

So be my blind and crippled guide
And show me how to live
In this game i know called seek and hide
where i'd rather take than give

Choir

I'm an angel
I kill first borns while their mothers watch
I turn cities into salt
I even
When I feel like it
Rip the souls from little girls
And from now untill [bad word] The only thing you can count on
Is never understanding why