A Sideshow Performer

(Verse 1) In this life, gotta earn a living, can't stand still, Like a sideshow performer, gotta hustle, gotta thrill, Tattoo on my skin, tells the story of my grind, Pointed teeth, forked tongue, it's a circus in my mind. (Pre-Chorus) Audience watching, eyes glued tight, In the dressing room, prepping for the night, Mime in the mirror, reflection swings around, Double life I’m living, never backing down. (Chorus) Swing from the shadows, extend my hand, In this tolerant world, gotta make a stand, Life’s a circus, we’re all in the ring, Earn a living, keep on swinging, do your thing. (Verse 2) Under the big top, where dreams come true, Dressing room chaos, but the vision is true, Tattooed stories, each line a fight, Pointed teeth grin in the carnival light. (Pre-Chorus) Audience cheering, the energy’s electric, Sideshow performer, life’s never symmetric, Mime in the spotlight, movements precise, Double the effort, gotta roll the dice. (Chorus) Swing from the shadows, extend my hand, In this tolerant world, gotta make a stand, Life’s a circus, we’re all in the ring, Earn a living, keep on swinging, do your thing. (Bridge) Forked tongue whispers, secrets untold, In this vibrant chaos, stories unfold, Tolerant hearts, embrace the strange, In this human circus, we all rearrange. (Chorus) We want to be lions, but stuck in a cage. They want me to be their clown on stage. But I won't comply, I won't play along. I'll just be me, standing still and strong. (Instrumental outro) [instrumental outro]