Well the boys begin to circle round in the gathering snow
They lye in wait to pick the meat from our bones
God damned, god damned this travelin show
Matter fact I'm letting go
My tight rope's undone
I'm fallin free with the setting sun
Yeah its the safest I have felt
God damn I dont need no one playing the heroine
This time around
Been gone thirty days
The tents go up today near nashville
Where I'll meet a guy
Who come all the way from indiana
He's got a bag, of the one thing that numbs my pain
And I wilt away, still to me its just the same
Well I sold my soul to the carnivale
My farewell to the flesh
And I aint seen anything cept for dolor and decay
Six years have passed me by