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Daydream XI - The Circus Of The Tattered And Torn

You can buy the album now at: https://lasersedge.bandcamp.com/album... Lyrics: So now you have seen Beyond the veil of dreams You smelled the wounds and touched the scars Now you have seen What's hiding underneath What somehow made us what we are Now you have seen This masquerade of freaks That made you feel alive and whole Please walk in The runway and begin To fool yourself that you are not like us We're drawn to the weak The flaws and hopes, so bleak We seek in others to belong And though we hide away In every way we may To make ourselves more than we really are We hide humanity With sexuality Reflecting someone's rates and tags We bear conformity And proudly spit our greed But only fake performers on this show A small collection of lies A display of the memories we hide Counting the bruises just to see who hurts the most Dressed in suits and ties Broken garments with linings made of ice Fit for the runway on a parade of broken things An endless parade of broken things [Chorus] A few tickets now for sale For those who chase around their tails Running round and round in circles Deeply bound to enter in the end For a simple glimpse or glance At the Circus of the Tattered and Torn Solo: Masseti Solo: Pereira (On and on collecting bruises For every bad experience We're hurting more than you) Grab your ticket to watch me suffer As I'm bleeding dry (Collecting memories We don't know who we are) Come on, take a seat and just relax You're right on time Let your emotions carry you on So you can leave here with a smile (On and on collecting people For every one we know We're feeling more alone) You're just looking for affection So now we'll start to cry Solo: Pereira [Chorus] Philip & Circe: “And now their dreams are shattered For we earned their trust by pretending to feel their sadness With words that cut like knives, piercing through layers of excruciating pain We hide behind promises of growth and glory Feeding their desires with countless hours of meaningless sex Feasting on their fear of being lessened and forgotten The show goes on and on Never actually trying to fulfill their empty quest for love” Building our stronghold of credentials Of titles and "what we do"s When all we want is to tell them how we feel What we fear and how we’re hurt (Never to reach) Never to reach the self Unable to feel alive Craving for just a glimpse Of something human in you and I