While you make pretty speeches
I'm being cut to shreds
You feed me to the lions
A delicate balance
When this just feels like spinning plates
I'm living in cloud cuckoo land
And this just feels like spinning plates
Our bodies floating down the muddy river
Gracenote
Official Artist-Approved Licensed
Lyrics from Gracenote
Lyrics Terms of Use
Add Tag
Tell Us What These Lyrics Mean To You...