Waltz of a Manic Clown

I’m a manic clown

A lonely clown

A puffy clown

All for you

 

My stage is your laughter

I flatter

An opera in blue

 

I lie through my teeth

And spill a drink

On my dress for you

If you desire

Chandelier praises will always be mine

What we do to feel loved

 

“Am I funny?! Am I really funny?!”

“you wanna know why ill tell ya why Ill tell ya why”

 

I run into walls with bloody falls

Blowing kisses

Dead man praises will always be mine

What we do to feel loved

 

The walls are whispering watching

Exactly which flaws do they hate the most?

What to say? What to say? Did I say something wrong?

Why did she turn away?

Ranting but nothing responds

Frenzied insane machines

Ah but what the hell who the hell has the time to really pause?

Rev me up with a drink!

 

Im a manic clown

A lonely clown

A puffy clown all for you

My state is your laughter and banter

An opera in blue

 

Limp to my porn defeat

To sadly see some empty techniques of a sweetheart

Stunning my psyche again and again

What we do to feel loved