Frozen fingertips all stiff and tired Trucks scream by and my eyes stay wired Shaking vibrations from the howling wind Whispering everything will eventually cave in
Self pity for being in a pile The lonely clown in exile Got my doctor on speed dial He's put me under the suicidal file There's a better way than being this fragile And I know I'll be waiting for awhile I'm sure I'll be watching this hour glass Slowing down over every bump in my path
I think I might just stay outside tonight Sit on the couch stare out til I lose my sight Wander bout the miner felons locked up in juvenile camps Sedated til they become more of a sensible man Passing swiftly with a frequent dash You can imagine the fast crash Not a second more to elaborate They're all bound to jailbait
Self pity for being in a pile The lonely clown in exile Got my doctor on speed dial He's put me under the suicidal file There's a better way than being this fragile And I know I'll be waiting for awhile I'm sure I'll be watching this hour glass Slowing down over every bump in my path
Yes I am the loneliest lonely clown, I'm renown for being down Somehow I'm a magnet for this roundaboutTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
