You've been living high
You've been hoping for more
The men in grey suits
Tell you it's for sure
Then they lock the door
Yeah, they lock the door

Stay my hand as I reach for the knife
Blood on the sand, bread an circus my life.

You eat to live
Or you live to eat
The men in grey suits
Say they check out the shit
But they don't eat the meat
No, they don't touch it!

Stay my hand as I reach for the knife
Blood on the sand, bread an circus my life.

Catch my wrist as I clench my fist
Hide the bullets as I load the gun
Still my heart as I go for the sword
Tell me again you're the one......

Stay my hand as I reach for the knife
Blood on the sand, bread an circus my life.