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collected limbs and made a zombie. I could've made a girlie friend. But * that, I got my girlie right here yeah You can call me Mad Professor. I will make a friend for me. You can call me Mad Professor
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. Tell me I'm a pussy and you're harder than me What's with you boy? Think hard. A tattooed body to hide who you are. Scared to be honest, be yourself. A cowardly man. To come out Hit me clown because
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Now don't you feel sorry, no no, for me now. There's no need to worry about a clown She played it cool and made me a fool. Now all over town they call me the clown And I really thought she loved me
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Song Clown - Korn. Anger inside builds within my body. Why you hate me?. What have I done?. You tried to hit me!. Chorus. Scream at me again, if you like?. Throw your hate at me, with all your might
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Song Clown - Korn. Anger inside builds within my body. Why you hate me?. What have I done?. You tried to hit me!. Chorus. Scream at me again, if you like?. Throw your hate at me, with all your might
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I'm mad at the way she loves me. And I'm mad at the way she cares I'm mad at the way she touch me. , at the way that she comb her hair. . I'd be lying if I said it didn't mean a. thing. I'd be
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Chakhae ppajinge dokhansori hal ttae. Bunmyeong ji sokdo sok anieossgessjyo. Japneun moksori meomusgeorijido anhgo. Nal tteonal ttaen bunmyeong i akmureossgessjyo. Sangcheobatji anheun deut doraseossj
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Standing on the side of the road near the overpass. With a sign around his neck that says. 'Car wash, free balloons', he's a clown in broad daylight. . He's waving at the people in cars who do a
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You know who your fuckin' wit?. W-w-wicked clowns. You know who your fuckin' wit?. W-w-wicked clowns Wicked clowns, wicked clown. Wicked clowns, wicked clown. Don't * with me. Wicked clowns
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Bài hát The Face Of A Clown - Skeeter Davis. it's hard for me to smile I feel like crying yet I always manage to grin. Friends won't know the pain that I feel or the misery that I'm in. Everyone
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Und wieder einmal ist die Vorstellung aus. Tausend kleine Hände klatschen dankbar Applaus. Und wieder einmal flogen Dir die Kinderherzen zu Du wunderbarer Clown. Du einsamer Du Du einsamer Clown
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out in stereo. Boy Pinocchio and his golden deed. Masculinity, oh, galvanized in the world wide show. As we fertilize the seed Power mad, I didn't chop the tree down, Dad. I only try to do what's
