Committe Circus

I’ve got a funny feeling
That the difference you so enjoy seeing
Between yourself and the world outside
Is about as complex as the garment it's marked by.
So let's skip the introductions
I've seen them all and I'm quite tired
Nice to see you've found a team.
(Now pay attention; the game’s always changing.)

But no, no one wants to feel alone.
And the world's a whole lot bigger
Than your shitty school tax zone
And so you'll find what you thought that you'd despise:
A group that holds you in by shutting others out
And comes conveniently disguised

The judges, they are judging.
Their platforms never meet.
So come and share a laugh with me
At their mortality
(Everything) we truly love
(Will remain) regardless of some matching game
(And I'm so tired of feeling insincere)
In all I do to be sincere in all the ways I'd like to
Is still impossible

(Why do we activate these rooms?)
Are split second connections still the closest things?
(Five years from now), did the song still save you?
But no, no one wants to feel alone.
And the world's a whole lot bigger
Than where you're deemed viable.

So stop pretending, pretending that you're not
Just another group of kids who feel
Slighted and confused about God
The judges, they are judging.
Their platforms never meet.
So come and share a laugh with me
At their mortality

(Everything) we truly love
(Will remain); everything we love will remain.
(Will remain)
I've always done this
Because it's my escape
From a world run like a contest,
A world with which I can't relate
I've always done this
Because this is my home,
So let's not turn this into a contest for me too.