There’s no ground beneath me
No net to catch me
No one to save me
Nothing to stop me from falling
I jumped willing
This circus came to town
And everyone’s here for a show
Come one, come all
Step right up to see the freak show
Grab your popcorn
Grab your chair and prepare for a good time
Up the ladder I climb
Up and up and up and up
Ready to go
Ready to leave them wondering if the red soaked ground is part of the act.
But my neck has cracked
Nov 28, 2025
Nov 28, 2025 at 4:14 AM UTC
There’s no ground beneath me
No net to catch me
No one to save me
Nothing to stop me from falling
I jumped willing
This circus came to town
And everyone’s here for a show
Come one, come all
Step right up to see the freak show
Grab your popcorn
Grab your chair and prepare for a good time
Up the ladder I climb
Up and up and up and up
Ready to go
Ready to leave them wondering if the red soaked ground is part of the act.
But my neck has cracked
Not the act.
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