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Never won a medal for bravery
Never won a medal for tact
Never thought the truth would enslave me
Turn me into something so close to a liar

I'm joining the circus
I'm going away
Waving from the boat
I don't cry

Looking at the ocean washes tear,
away..

I will arrange.
Savor the lie..
Go blind on all these words..
Divine myself this urge.

I'm joining the circus,
I'm running away
The people I won't know,
The places I won't stay.

Now where is the circus?
I only see clowns,
Half naked girls and mirrors
I leave them in the sea to drown.

I love her now.

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Joining The Circus
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