CIRCUS CIRCUS
Old anxieties resurface in your Monte Carlo hotel room
The billboard with your name replaces what was once the window's view
Ooh, the marking on the ceiling leaks a sudden wave of déjà vu
Your drunken mind's nostalgia grabs the wisps of a boy you once knew
You once knew
Smearing lights through tinted windows flashing "Circus, Circus"
With hands around your halo, is it really worth this?
Glamour and destruction are both things that make you nervous
The thought of should I stop never makes it to the surface
Drop your innocence and leave it at the door
Clog your head with dope 'til you can't feel it anymore
Chug until you choke, feel it incinerate your throat
Your heart is worthless
In this circus
Somewhere along the line he lost track of his youth
All that wasted time playing nice when you were 22
With hearts inside your foggy head, your heart is heading blue
The wax figure of you in Madame's hardly even looks like you
Looks like you
Smearing lights through tinted windows flashing "Circus, Circus"
With hands around your halo, is it really worth this?
Glamour and destruction are both things that make you nervous
The thought of should I stop never makes it to the surface
Drop your innocence and leave it at the door
Clog your head with dope 'til you can't feel it anymore
Chug until you choke, feel it incinerate your throat
Your heart is worthless
In this circus
In this circus
Ah, in this circus (in this circus)
In this circus
In this circus
Oh yeah, oh
Drop your innocence and leave it at the door
Clog your head with dope 'til you can't feel it anymore
Chug until you choke, feel it incinerate your throat
Your heart is worthless, oh
Smearing lights through tinted windows flashing "Circus, Circus"
With hands around your halo
Chug until you choke, feel it incinerate your throat
Your heart is worthless
Oh, oh, yeah, ah, ah
Smearing lights through tinted windows flashing "Circus, Circus"
With hands around your halo, is it really worth this?
Glamour and destruction are both things that make you nervous
The thought of should I stop never makes it to the surface
Drop your innocence and leave it at the door
Clog your head with dope 'til you can't feel it anymore
Chug until you choke, feel it incinerate your throat
Your heart is worthless
Ahh (circus, circus)
Ooh, ooh (is it worth this?)
Ah (never makes it to the surface)
Ooh (leave it at the door)
Ooh, ooh, ooh (feel it anymore)
Hey, eh
The billboard with your name replaces what was once the window's view
Ooh, the marking on the ceiling leaks a sudden wave of déjà vu
Your drunken mind's nostalgia grabs the wisps of a boy you once knew
You once knew
Smearing lights through tinted windows flashing "Circus, Circus"
With hands around your halo, is it really worth this?
Glamour and destruction are both things that make you nervous
The thought of should I stop never makes it to the surface
Drop your innocence and leave it at the door
Clog your head with dope 'til you can't feel it anymore
Chug until you choke, feel it incinerate your throat
Your heart is worthless
In this circus
Somewhere along the line he lost track of his youth
All that wasted time playing nice when you were 22
With hearts inside your foggy head, your heart is heading blue
The wax figure of you in Madame's hardly even looks like you
Looks like you
Smearing lights through tinted windows flashing "Circus, Circus"
With hands around your halo, is it really worth this?
Glamour and destruction are both things that make you nervous
The thought of should I stop never makes it to the surface
Drop your innocence and leave it at the door
Clog your head with dope 'til you can't feel it anymore
Chug until you choke, feel it incinerate your throat
Your heart is worthless
In this circus
In this circus
Ah, in this circus (in this circus)
In this circus
In this circus
Oh yeah, oh
Drop your innocence and leave it at the door
Clog your head with dope 'til you can't feel it anymore
Chug until you choke, feel it incinerate your throat
Your heart is worthless, oh
Smearing lights through tinted windows flashing "Circus, Circus"
With hands around your halo
Chug until you choke, feel it incinerate your throat
Your heart is worthless
Oh, oh, yeah, ah, ah
Smearing lights through tinted windows flashing "Circus, Circus"
With hands around your halo, is it really worth this?
Glamour and destruction are both things that make you nervous
The thought of should I stop never makes it to the surface
Drop your innocence and leave it at the door
Clog your head with dope 'til you can't feel it anymore
Chug until you choke, feel it incinerate your throat
Your heart is worthless
Ahh (circus, circus)
Ooh, ooh (is it worth this?)
Ah (never makes it to the surface)
Ooh (leave it at the door)
Ooh, ooh, ooh (feel it anymore)
Hey, eh
Credits
Writer(s): Jenna Shorey
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