(Life is too short to be miserable, baby...
Life is so long, don't make it a carnival)
Circus made of paper, by the time I find you
laugh covers every funny cry of mine
I want to live inside you forever
Like a shadow in the festival of shadows
Everything that kills my happiness
is a prank that cuts me in half
It holds my hand and by telling me sweet words
it drives me like a child in your beautiful slaughterhouse
And here I am again
in a crowd that reminds me of an unknown friend
I kick blindly
I fall like a clown on the same beast
which keeps saying
that my slavery is a circus made of paper
It makes me cry
and I look funny, I'm becoming funny
Circus made of paper, by the time I find you
I cry like a man, I laugh like a child
One day I want to be erashed while I'm inside you
like a madman in the festival of madmen
Everything that wakes my hapiness
is a dream broken in half
It keeps me high, in your warm hug
and all of a sudden it throws me in your dark refrigator
And here I am again
in a crowd that reminds me of an unknown friend
I kick blindly
I fall like a clown on the same beast
which keeps saying
that my slavery is a circus made of paper
It makes me cry
and I look funny, I'm becoming funny