TROUPE DE POISSON

Splitting in two equal halves of a heart

My body is here but my mind is not

One laughs at the other as they fall apart

Now this is where the st-

One house one home

One man one soul

No peace no calm

No -- no mom

No sound no noise

No grief no joy

Hell bound hell bound hell bound

Kill fuck destroy

Cause nothing really matters in the end

And there's nothing else

There's nothing you can do to take the rue up off the shelf

So keep it all to yourself

Think about it by yourself

You are now the god of your own personal hell

Splitting in two equal halves of a heart

My body is here but my mind is not

One laughs at the other as they fall apart

Now this is where the sto-

They want me dead I know they want me dead

I know all of this can't just be inside my head

I'm not trippin don't tell me I'm slipping again

If you're not with me then you must be with them

Introducing tonight's amusement

Jumping through hoops

While caving the roof in

Here's the performer

Here to perform his last trick

Center stage hear the sound of a gun click

(yeah)

6 strings picking in between two chords so (chords)

In sync ringing in a million hoards

My instincts kicking in somebody's at the door (who's that)

In an instant he's standing in my shadow on the floor (who are you)

"A musician" he says with hands out for my guitar (what)

I blinked quick and handed it to him while still in awe (stand back)

He said

You're the man i'm looking for

Let me show you something sweet

To make the whole crowd roar

Splitting in two equal halves of my heart

My body is here but my mind is not

One laughs at the other as they fall apart

Now this is where the story ends