Committe Circus

I’ve got a funny feeling

That the difference you so enjoy seeing

Between yourself and the world outside

Is about as complex as the garment it's marked by.

So let's skip the introductions

I've seen them all and I'm quite tired

Nice to see you've found a team.

(Now pay attention; the game’s always changing.)

But no, no one wants to feel alone.

And the world's a whole lot bigger

Than your shitty school tax zone

And so you'll find what you thought that you'd despise:

A group that holds you in by shutting others out

And comes conveniently disguised

The judges, they are judging.

Their platforms never meet.

So come and share a laugh with me

At their mortality

(Everything) we truly love

(Will remain) regardless of some matching game

(And I'm so tired of feeling insincere)

In all I do to be sincere in all the ways I'd like to

Is still impossible

(Why do we activate these rooms?)

Are split second connections still the closest things?

(Five years from now), did the song still save you?

But no, no one wants to feel alone.

And the world's a whole lot bigger

Than where you're deemed viable.

So stop pretending, pretending that you're not

Just another group of kids who feel

Slighted and confused about God

The judges, they are judging.

Their platforms never meet.

So come and share a laugh with me

At their mortality

(Everything) we truly love

(Will remain); everything we love will remain.

(Will remain)

I've always done this

Because it's my escape

From a world run like a contest,

A world with which I can't relate

I've always done this

Because this is my home,

So let's not turn this into a contest for me too.