Chevelle

This Circus
What did I have to lose
Being negative
I bled through the snow
Then never sat down
It's clear for today
You're sleazy at night
And soon as we heal
We will run
Or start swinging
For below there begging for it
I'm on my way, never settle
Always learning
People they beg us for it
I'm on my way
Better settle
Almost there
This might just feed the
Mother of all our needs
Turning over here
Luck must fight over me
And never give in to
Weird out the soul
Replace it with salt
I live within sight of