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Put your tired arguments to bed, sirCus' life's not laid out like a ledgerSo forgiveness and grace are beneath youYou're so bleached of feelings, you're see-throughLike a vampire in a mirrorYou tore me apartAnd found only blood inside my heartAnd when I tried to explainI found nothing in your head but brainsPut your tired logic away, sirCus' life's not red ink upon paperYour fat head is filled with the factualNot the beautiful chaos that's actual-ly Spinning all around youYou tore me apartAnd found only blood inside my heartAnd when I tried to explainI found nothing in your head but brainsMy unsolicited advice is:Live by what you loveCus I'm sick and tired of peopleTicking "no to all above"Letras de cancionesAnd we're all making our own weatherYou're so coldWh'll look after you, when you are old?You tore me apartAnd found only blood inside my heartAnd when I tried to explainI found nothing in your head but brains From Letras Mania