As
you come train,
it drags me down the southern lanes
where the sun and the fields are consumed by your pain.
I can't breathe anymore,
can't wait until it's done,
am trapped in the mirror of the headless clown,
the headless clown.
There is a boy that's standing right in front of me,
his hands are flushed and his blood is cold as hell.
The evil side is now taking him down.
There's no chance for him to say goodbye.
I can't see anymore,
when the devil knocks
at my door,
can't breathe no more.
I wear the headless clown,
the headless clown,
the
headless clown,
the headless clown.
I see you.
The headless clown.
I wear the headless clown.
I am the headless clown.
The headless clown.
The headless clown.
The headless clown.
The headless clown.
The headless clown.
The headless clown.
The headless clown.
The headless clown.
Headless clown.