The Ringmaster

Hey, you
Yes, I'm talking to you, and
What are you doing here? And
Why you look so sad, man?
Brother, please come here let's
Talk and let it out, dear
You have nothing to fear, child
I'm the one that makes it, oh, so, so much better

I feel your presence standing there up in my face
I feel the darkness haunting me with its embrace
I want to shed this, go to a place, a different time
The plot unfolds, this meaning here I'll never find

Hey, man
What do we have here?
You're looking so upset
You're making it quite clear that
You want nothing to change 'cause
You're so willing to hurt, and
Feel at home in the dark, boy
Everything you feel, child, won't make it better

I feel your presence standing there up in my face
I feel the darkness haunting me with its embrace
I want to shed this, go to a place, a different time
The plot unfolds, this meaning here I'll never find

(You ever hear that voice in your motherfucking head?)
(Ohh)
(It goes)
Looking at you, poking at you
Yelling at you, fucking with you (it goes)
Looking at you, poking at you
Yelling at you, fucking with you
Looking at you (looking at you), poking at you (poking at you)
Yelling at you (yelling at you), fucking with you (fucking with you)
Looking at you (looking at you), poking at you (poking at you)
Yelling at you (yelling at you), fucking with you (fucking with you)

It's fucking with you
It's fucking with you

I feel your presence standing there up in my face
I feel the darkness haunting me with its embrace
I want to shed this, go to a place, a different time
The plot unfolds, this meaning here I'll never find



Credits
Writer(s): Reginald Arvizu, Jonathan Howsman Davis, James Christian Shaffer, Brian Philip Welch, Raymond Lee Luzier
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