Consider whether you need to enslave
Support business of humiliation
Continuous transport, exploitation
A child is just an excuse
Is it that much joy it gives?
The circus without animals - the only just cause
And You cannot be scared, cannot run around
Playing -not allowed, sleep - not allowed
There's only work, suffering, loneliness
And call it how you want, but for me it is a prison
Inane entertainment for blinded masses
Circus as the Colosseum, but the blood flows behind the scenes
When the lights go down, agony still goes on
And call it how you want, but for me it is a prison
Thousands of kilometres, landscape behind bars
We don't live in Middle Ages, You would understand this
Going behind bars only for a while
Circus without animals - it's about time
Herida Profunda - Circus Lyrics
Herida Profunda - Circus Lyrics
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Consider whether you need to enslave
Support business of humiliation
Continuous transport, exploitation
A child is just an excuse
Is it that much joy it gives?
The circus without animals - the only just cause
And You cannot be scared, cannot run around
Playing -not allowed, sleep - not allowed
There's only work, suffering, loneliness
And call it how you want, but for me it is a prison
Inane entertainment for blinded masses
Circus as the Colosseum, but the blood flows behind the scenes
When the lights go down, agony still goes on
And call it how you want, but for me it is a prison
Thousands of kilometres, landscape behind bars
We don't live in Middle Ages, You would understand this
Going behind bars only for a while
Circus without animals - it's about time
Support business of humiliation
Continuous transport, exploitation
A child is just an excuse
Is it that much joy it gives?
The circus without animals - the only just cause
And You cannot be scared, cannot run around
Playing -not allowed, sleep - not allowed
There's only work, suffering, loneliness
And call it how you want, but for me it is a prison
Inane entertainment for blinded masses
Circus as the Colosseum, but the blood flows behind the scenes
When the lights go down, agony still goes on
And call it how you want, but for me it is a prison
Thousands of kilometres, landscape behind bars
We don't live in Middle Ages, You would understand this
Going behind bars only for a while
Circus without animals - it's about time
Writer: Piotr Kwiatek
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid