Human Terror - Clowns

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 fucking 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