Even though, telling me sweet lies
All of this continues to feel right
tonight youre looking more than just real nice
So i guess
I’ll let it slide, I’ll let it slide

But not too many times
My head’s in the gutter, Pennywise
Wise for pennies plenty times
Whilst the danger climbs, the red balloons rise

I woke up early, ready, steady,
but these deadly spies
Wait — it’s just one person?
Feels like twenty eyes
Well, it’s no biggie,
one’s bound to get hypnotised
I’m just getting jiggy,
I can recognise them empty cries

So, Fuck your Devil’s disguise, thats a mask I memorised
So where’s my Demon’s prize? —
hehe, never mind
You were so good at mime — so why you screamin’ now?
Guess the act don’t last when the crowd thins out

Your red nose is growing, so you spoiled the surprise
You fake fuck with your makeup
I always knew the circus lies
Coz They juggling souls, I just sharpen my lines
Coz every clown bleeds when the spotlight dies
But I’m still watchin’, still thinkin’, still feelin’ wise

Even though telling me sweet lies
All of this continues to feel right
tonight youre looking more than just real nice
So i guess I’ll let it slide, I’ll let it slide

Red balloons float, omens in the smoke
You twist, you poke, every word a joke
I could make a List of every fucking hiss
I study what you spoke
Pulling on the strings, full of many tricks,
I see how you provoke

But do i trust my Sight?
Seeing is believing? So I’m going blind
I’m freeing this being,
feeling of resilience is building,
On the mic i redefine my life
Spit slick spite, split scripts when I write.
To spark n ignite in sight,
‘Til the mirror starts smilin’ —
thats not my face, right?

I always need to squint, coz I can see the glint
Of your fucking scope
You whisper “hold on still” inch by inch,
Is it fake or thrill? Just a pinch

Will this trigger leave me broke?
Lies weigh me down like a heavy coat in the cold
And faith seems thin so I flinch at the sight of hope
Crosshair on my head, you push me to the edge
How can I cope?

Im hanging off a Cliff and Im unconvinced,
If you’d throw the rope

Maybe round my neck, spinal disconnect
Then id resurrect and haunt you till ur next