[Intro] Yeah mon... check the selector. Mmm, let 'em run the show. Not our circus... ...let it drop! [Chorus] Not my circus, not my monkeys, But I know the clowns, yeah, they love the funky. Spinning all their stories like they’re on a trapeze, I just keep my balance, moving how I please. Not my circus, not my monkeys, But I know the clowns, acting kinda wonky. Trying to pull me in but I’m out of reach, I’m the ringmaster now, standing in the breach. [Verse 1] They juggle problems like they’re flaming torches, Running in circles, cutting all their own courses. I’m sipping coffee while the chaos explodes, Watching from the bleachers as the madness unfolds. They talk loud, but the truth is hollow, Every step they take, I don’t follow. I’m on my own track, clean and steady, They’re a carnival ride — unstable, never ready. [Pre‑Chorus] I see the masks, painted smiles, Drama stretching miles and miles. But I won’t join their show tonight, I walk away, I keep my light. [Chorus] Not my circus, not my monkeys, But I know the clowns, yeah, they love the funky. Spinning all their stories like they’re on a trapeze, I just keep my balance, moving how I please. Not my circus, not my monkeys, But I know the clowns, acting kinda wonky. Trying to pull me in but I’m out of reach, I’m the ringmaster now, standing in the breach. [Bridge] Let the spotlight hit their lies, I’m backstage, watching skies. They can tumble, they can fall, I won’t answer when they call. [Outro] Not my circus, not my scene, I’m too sharp, I’m too clean. Let them dance in their disguise, I see truth behind their eyes. I see right through it...
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