Tightrope Lyrics & Chords By Papa Roach

My words are weapons, in which I murder you with.
Please don't be scared; please do not turn your head.
We are the future the 21st century dyslexic glue sniffing cyber sluts.
With homicidal minds & handguns.
We are insane. Nothing will change.
We are insane. Nothing will change.

There is a thin line between what is good & what is evil.
And I will tiptoe down that line but I will feel unstable.
My life is a circus & I am trippin' down that Tightrope.
Well there is nothing to save me now.
So I will not look down.
And again & again & again & it happens again & again & again.

There's no beginning. There is no end.
There is only change.
Progression backwards is this where we are heading.
Take back your soul. Forget your emptiness.

There is a thin line between what is good & what is evil.
And I will tiptoe down that line but I will feel unstable.
My life is a circus & I am trippin' down that Tightrope.
Well there is nothing to save me now.
I'm falling to the ground.
Falling to the ground. Down to the ground. Yeah.

I speak of madness, my heart & soul.
I cry for people who ain't got control.
Let's take our sanity, let's take compassion.
And be responsible for ever reaction.
Hell no, no how, no way, no way, no way, no how.
No way no how.

There is a thin line between what is good & what is evil.
And I will tiptoe down that line but I will feel unstable.
My life is a circus & I am trippin' down that Tightrope.
Well there is nothing to save me now.
So I will not look down.

There is a thin line between what is good & what is evil.
And I will tiptoe down that line but I will feel unstable.
My life is a circus & I am trippin' down that Tightrope.
Well there is nothing to save me now.
I'm falling to the ground.
Down to the ground. All the way down. Hittin' & I'm dead.