Stereotype Freak Show

Backdrop Falls

Compositor: Ilton Tiger / Matheus Collyer / Rafael Neutral / Roger Capone

Lonely eyes, so little time
I guess it’s getting worse in me
Silent cries, hidden goldmines
I don’t know where I wanna be

We’re dragged into this dirty place
Of broken homes and money chase
Where everything looks so familiar
And I feel so ashamed

I feel so ashamed

Guess who’s wrong but not alone
Everything’s where it all should be
Rusty bones and cheating thrones
Telling what they don’t wanna see
Lack of faith and inner hate
It makes me feel like I am weak
So sit and wait for something great
Is this my fate?

I wouldn’t let one of my devils take control
I’ll be gone as soon as I can, that’s all I know
I won’t be a part of this stereotype freak show
I wouldn’t let one of my devils

This isn’t all we have
Does it ring a fucking bell?
We don’t need this living hell
And we will get old and grey inside the same old shell

I wouldn’t let one of my devils take control
I’ll be gone as soon as I can, that’s all I know
I won’t be a part of this stereotype freak show
I wouldn’t let one of my devils