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I become the painted clown
Now I will paint their town
They always try to hold
Me away from them sold

Bridge:
I know too much honesty
Can be so unkind
But they have got a smile
That can make me cry

How will I wake tomorrow?
Can laughter come from sorrow?
It's my turn to rule somethings
Neverminding what it brings

(Bridge)

Make me hate you
Make me hate you
Hate...

Why do they make me hate them?
Why?

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