Crying Clown

I catch my breath finally

She keeps me calm and suddenly

I relapse on old tricks trying to make a new

In his car she finally

Tampers with her sexuality

Scratching at each other's minds till their in the nude

As for me, my loyalty

Is only sold illegally

To the pantomime crying clown

Cry for me whilst upside down

Salivating, bloody mouth

Or passionately bloody mouth

And graveyard girls swinging a bag like a pendulum

All the static rustling

Plug me in, the record spins

And treat me like I wasn't someone that you knew

Annabelle, she reads my dreams

Surrounding me in casualties

But I don't get mad cause I know it's what you do

Overpriced analogies

Brittle man you dress like me

Like the pantomime crying clown

Cry for me whilst upside down

Salivating, bloody mouth

Or passionately bloody mouth

And graveyard girls swinging a bag like a pendulum

She created for her own

Her perfect body

Her perfect body

And graveyard girl tapping her ribs like a xylophone

She created for her own

Her perfect body

She is perfectly

Lonely

Like a pendulum