Clowns 15 Minutes Of Infamy
Between a rock and a hard place
There is nowhere else but the mud
To go through
To come clean
And when you have been this dirty
You can try and scrub it
But you can't
Wash off the stain
Father please forgive me
But I have got a sin
Right now
To confess
I've become another person
I'm as good as finished
I'm depressed that I've regressed; I regret
Alright
Let it go
Could make a list of excuses
But nothing will excuse the
Shit that
You've done
Reel a list of abuses
You've been subject to but
You've done that
To someone
And I was never that happy
Because I never quite seemed
To fit in
Fit in
But tell me how is it healthy
To fit in so right in a world so sick?
So sick
So sick?
It's only a quarter of an hour
It's only a quarter of an hour
It's only a quarter of an hour
It's only a quarter of an hour
It's only a quarter of an hour
It's only a quarter of an hour
It's only a quarter of an hour
It's only a quarter of an hour
