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Running out of control
Take you walking on a highwire crazy
No net down below
It’s gonna get a little too far out there
Just you wait and see
Love you like
life's just a ball
With you by my side, love is worth the fall

So we're tap dancing on the highwire
We could go tumbling down
But something makes me
life's just a ball
With you by my side, love is worth the fall

[Chorus:]
So we're tap dancing on a highwire
We could go tumbling down
But something
Words & Music by Paul Brandt


The high-wire act is done

Safety net, don?t need one

Once you fall, it?s freedom and a song

I?m out here on my
a marching piano in the band
Are you feeling used?
I do

Oh, I was pissing on the flame
Like a child with cash or a king on cocaine
I've got the world by
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[Bob: There's nothing wrong with Santa Claus, but...] 
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[Bob: Oh, I love
The Arrival 
Leaving by the same door from which he had come in, 
He finds some sort of freaks ghetto on the other side. 
When they catch sight
[Chorus: Grouch]
No strings are attached
This is who I am
My rap is not an act
I am my own man

I don't want it to be how it used to be
I want
flags up, yes sir
You a burr that don't mean you dress fly
A lot of people hittin' on me, mad to see me on
You grouch, Oscar, Academy Award
I can play
the middle, lost within the riddle
On God's reflection I stand, within an intersection of life lost
Double crossed by man, we stand ignorant
False prophet,
long ago I never got no love
Still I knew that one day I'd be popular
I used to stand in the circle trying to smoke your bud
Just hopin that the blunt
long ago I never got no love
Still I knew that one day I'd be popular
I used to stand in the circle trying to smoke your bud
Just hopin that the blunt
Oscar, no wonder muh'fucker I'm a (Grouch)
I work around dirt, eyes focused on turf
You tried to hide before your NexTel chirp!
Blaow gotcha, you the best
tight, see me catching flights 
At the international terminal, where you don't go 
So don't go and diss, big groups, will get ripped 
And tripped by mic
[Grouch] 
Every man's blood boils
When turmoil or life foils his plans
I've soiled my hands puttin' work in
Tryna keep from hurtin', cause fools
tight, see me catching flights 
At the international terminal, where you don't go 
So don't go and diss, big groups, will get ripped 
And tripped by mic
a hand, pay attention and explore
We all in this people we all in this...

[The Grouch]
Well I don't know where you've been
But if you got here I'll let you
"We are the music makers, and we are the dreamers of dreams, come along"

[Chorus]
Nothing Less, nothing less

[Grouch]
Well I bet you that I get
proceeded
Hype and curious about what he needed
Greeted by pounds and hugs major love
Next came the pitch on how we supposed to sign up
"Get under the wing"
in Jesus. 
Yes, I do believe in God, but do I love him?"

[Grouch]
I'm lost upon this voyage and I'm searching for truth.
They told me to believe, but
rhyme you took me back in time
Back to the first love I ever knew

Giving it over, giving it over
Got my broken heart healed and removed from its cast