Freak Show - Skittish

Doors are open, they never close

One admission and one more soul

What’re you running away from?

Wide-eyed eager, we try our luck

With pretty people and pickled punks

This place is like a freak show, need no ticket

Freak show, now I call it home

Step out side of that straight line

Bite my tongue and bide my time

We belong

Step out side of that straight line

Give ‘em what you got in the meantim

For the freak show

Conversations bhind closed doors

They buy the weather and sell us more

Someone told me there’s a sucker born each minute

Freak show, now I’m in it, home

Step out side of that straight line

Bite my tongue and bide my time

We belong

Step out side of that straight line

Give ‘em what you got in the meantime

When the wows from the mouths of the masses come

Gather your guts the show must go on

Keep your grind up through slings and arrows

Now you’re family, now you’re home

Step out side of that straight line

Bite my tongue and bide my time

We belong

Step out side of that straight line

Give ‘em what you got in the meantime

Cause the only monsters here are dancing

Right behind their eyes

For the freak show