King Of Clowns by Byron
King Of Clowns lyrics
It�s just around the corner,
Walking down the street,
Floating around its sent, but still discrete.
Is threatening your peace,
Messing around with your life,
Feeding your days with a big-time inner strife.
It starts with a thought,
Then you�re mesmerized
You begin to see the picture in a different light:
Red turns to black
Blue turns to white.
Lying in your rough bed
Taking notes from your dreams
Letters and numbers mixed up in a stream
Head lays in its lap
It caress your hair
Banishing your filthy, nighty mares.
It�s already here
But you disregard
There are fifty-thousand dogs barking in the yard
Head full of weed
Hands full of heart.
Madness come like a thief
Your angles turn into curves distorting your beliefs
The angels bow performing your will
You�re the king of clowns
Fastening your seatbelt
Waiting for a sign
Thousands years of waiting in a line
You will be promoted
To a better bed
Swallow your pill and save a piece of bread
You�re already there
But you can�t move at all
Your tuxedo�s tight safe-keeping your soul
Head begins to rock
Eyes begin to roll
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