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We walk on wires While breathing fire Dig up holes To bury the souls We paint our faces To find our places In an atmosphere That's made it clear That we are- Strange people Doing strange things Strange people doing strange things Live like slaves but act like kings Strange people doing strange things Endless complications Confused by new creations How much lower can we go Cripples and critics Can crawl to the finish And wait for a voice But there's no choice Cause we are Strange people Doing strange things Strange people doing strange things Live like slaves but act like kings Strange people doing strange things From Letras Mania