This house is a circus, berserk as fuck   We tend to see that as a perk though. Look   What it's done to your friends their memories are pretend   And the last thing they want is for the feeling to end   This house is a circus, berserk as fuck   We tend to see that as a perk though. Look   What it's done to your friends their memories are pretend   And the last thing they want is for the feeling to end      Looking for trouble and there's lovers to be had   Those ones next to us are such lovely lads   Scaling the corridors for maidens in the maze   And the anomaly is slipping into familiar ways   And we're forever unfulfilled   Can't think why   Like a search for murder clues   In dead man's eyes   Forever unfulfilled   And can't think why   Like a search for murder clues   In dead man's eyes      The more you open your mouth   The more you're forcing performance   All the attention is leading me to feel important (completely obnoxious)   Now that we're here, we may as well go too far      Wriggling around just so that you won't forget   There's certainly some venom in the looks that you collect   Aimlessly gazing at the blazers in the queue   Struggling with the notion that it's life not film      This house is a circus, berserk as fuck   We tend to see that as a perk though. Look   What it's done to your friends their memories are pretend   And the last thing they want is for the feeling to end   This house is a circus, berserk as fuck   We tend to see that as a perk though. Look   What it's done to your friends their memories are pretend   And the last thing they want is for the feeling to end