| Move in time. |
| Alone we’re all afraid*
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| So we’ll leave the well enough alone.
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| Now a slight confession:
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| We’re not really sure where you’ve been or where we’ll go
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| But where you are is fine for now.
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| Breathe in each and every word from painted lips.
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| So listen close, it’s gonna be harder than you think to leave this place;
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| Let me explain
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| So is that what you want?
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| Just a look then you’re on your way out?
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| Well I’m afraid I might have some bad news.
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| Can’t you tell this is where you were born to perform?
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| Where would you rather be?
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| Breathe in each and every word from painted lips
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| we know you’ll keep these exaggerated features in your head.
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| We know you’ll…
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| Sit down ! |
| Christ ! |
| Fuck ! |
| Just do what you’re told.
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| Leave the thinking to me.
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| God, why fight the end?
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| Every step form this place leads you deeper through darkness
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| and think — why was It designed with no exits at all?
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| Can’t you tell you were born to perform?
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| Where would you rather be?
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| Breathe in each and every word from painted lips,
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| we know you’ll see this here’s where the sun meets the ocean to burn up the sky
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| leaving black ash behind so you’ve got to find your role — something to live by
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| Did you really think you wouldn’t keep these exaggerated features in your head?
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| You’re home now…
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| Sit down ! |
| Christ ! |
| Fuck ! |
| Just do what you’re told.
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| Leave the thinking to me.
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| Sit down, son, please just do what you’re told.
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| Leave the thinking to me.
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| Pardon me my boy a moments all I ask of you — for now.
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| So you could try your luck with the animals,
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| long as Gullinkambi agrees, or join up with the performers
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| and well… anything but those insolent freaks.
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| And that’s all he’d like me to say…
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| Breathe in each and every word from painted lips,
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| we know you’ll see this here’s where the sun meets the ocean to burn up the sky
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| leaving black ash behind so you’ve got to find your role — something to live by
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| Did you really think you wouldn’t keep these exaggerated features in your head?
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| You’re home now…
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| Hey ! |
| Where do you think you’re going to go?
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| Hey ! |
| What did he say?
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| Looks like he’s running away !
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| Stop ! |
| Please, I promise you’ll end up right back here… |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Clowns and the Escape , by - The Venetia Fair. Song from the album The Circus, in the genre Прогрессивный рок