Circus Darts

Flower, flower on the wall

Nailed in vain, thorns like cat’s claws

Whats your plea, what’s your excuse?

Better yet, what’s your use?

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Here’s my hat, and here’s my bow

I’m the ring master it’s time you know

I’m grasping on and I’m finally letting go

May the show go on as it rains black snow

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I’ve always, put on what I can

Why can’t you be proud again?

“Get control, of your circus, Circus Freak”

They’re coming after you, blossom, as we speak

Send your friend, ignore my story

I’m grabbing my darts, you’ll be sorry

Nailed so pretty, I know you miss me

But I wont miss, with these Circus Darts before me

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Flower, flower on the wall

Nailed in vain, thorns like cat’s claws

Whats your plea, what’s your excuse?

Better yet, what’s your use?

(Nailed for vengeance, neither looks good for you)

Leave you there, or pin you down?

You’ll be sorry 'cause I miss my clowns

In this circus you're my volunteer

You’re no longer jester of the year

Around and around, you’re body goes

Too much pink has stained my  rose

Which dart will miss, which do you think will hit?

You hurt me too much, you piece of-

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I’ve got my staff, and I’ve got my rings

I’ve got the memories of when you sing

Yeah, you’re voice is pretty, never heard anything like it

Every time I think I hear it my body throws a fit

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you did good scaring me for life

Scarred me good, handed a knife

Told me i scare you, that I love too hard

I run the circus, not the joke, pick your card. Broken petals?

Spin the god damn wall  “And there I was, trying too hard”

But aren’t you the one who let it fall apart?

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Is that your card? My turn…

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Flower, flower on the wall

Nailed in vain, thorns like cat’s claws

Whats your plea, what’s your excuse?

Better yet, what’s your use?

(Nailed for vengeance, neither looks good for you)

Leave you there, or pin you down?

You’ll be sorry because I miss my clowns

In this circus you’ll be my volunteer

You’re no longer the jester of the year

Around and around, you’re body goes

Too much pink has stained my rose

Which dart will miss, which do you think will hit?

You hurt me too much, you piece of-

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Welcome to the circus, welcome to the show

Where being normal’s boring, and insane is practical

Bein' ordinary will isolate, just so you know

And look where it got you now, you’re all pinned down

You had the guts to come to the broken Marionette Show

It’s too bad, so bad, because now you’re all alone

Why? Because I’m not with you, get a grip girl

You did this to yourself, and I’m coming for blood

So let me get my Circus Darts and let me have my fun….

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Flower, flower on the wall

Nailed in vain, thorns like cat’s claws

Whats your plea, what’s your excuse?

Better yet, what’s your use?

(Nailed for vengeance, neither looks good for you)

Leave you there, or pin you down?

You’ll be sorry because I miss my clowns

In this circus you’ll be my volunteer

You’re no longer the jester of the year

Around and around, you’re body goes

Too much pink has stained my rose

Which dart will miss, which do you think will hit?

You hurt me too much, you piece of-

listen to these words, engrave them as the truth

"You won't touch a needle, yet you reap what you sow"

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Haha, bye bye Blossom/Jester/PersonWhoRuinedMyLife :)