Clowns Human Terror
I don't belong on this planet as I was born with a gun to my head
Just like any of your human plans I too was born with a mean to exist
I don't know why I was born this way but I swear I would change if I could
In my mind it's less of a selfish desire but a debt to myself, an obligation to do it
I didn't want to create this terror
I bottled it all in until the day
That the devil sitting on my shoulder
Crawled in my ear and laid an egg in my brain
Been thinking about it as I lay awake at night
Hear me out I need to make you my prey
Well, you'll scream no
There's no way out
I need to lay this beast to rest
Fear me now
I'm fixated on your flesh
You'll scream no, no, no
I'll say no way
And you'll scream no, no, no
I'll say no way
We're all the same in the way we've got a soul and need to set it free
So to break the lock I'll indulge in uncontrollable tendencies
Now we could blame it on my life's ambition and call it my human instinct
But the truth of the fact of the matter is I need help because I am sick
There's something inside me that is growing
There's something inside me making me feel ill
I've got a sickness that cannot be treated
It's ingrained on my brain, can't you see?
There's something inside my head
There's something inside my head
There's something inside my head
There's something inside my head and I want it gone
When you are out in society you have to find a place and make a living
We'll it's f..cking brutal out there
What harsher consequence can there be?
You need to pay
For the art
That you've been suffering for
Pay
For the art
That you've been suffering
For
