What else is there for me to get,
What else is there for me to forget
The death of a clown
What else is there for me to know
Where else is there where i shouldn't go
Anywhere else
So I can know what I'm supposed to know
And I can be who I'm supposed to be
Cause everything's getting harder and harder and all we need is somebody to tell me
"life is too easy"
So I can have somebody new to be
I'm so glad that you all believed in me
Until I fell down
Into a hole where we all go
Into a hole that we all know
Too Goddamn well
So I can be somebody I should be
And I can know what I'm supposed to know
Cause everything's getting worse and worse and we just wanted to hear the words, "We'll be okay"
Cause what are we supposed to do with this hate
What trouble are we to make
For our own good
Cause every win leads us to a fail
And every color is turning pale
And rain turns to hail
So everybody just stay down
Everybody gather around,
the death of a clown
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