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I catch my breath finally She keeps me calm and suddenly I relapse on old tricks trying to make a new. In his car she finally Tampers with her sexuality Scratching at each other's minds till their in the nude.
As for me, my loyalty Is only sold illegally To the pantomime crying clown Cry for me whilst upside down Salivating, bloody mouth Or passionately bloody mouth. All the static rustling Plug me in, the record spins And treat me like I wasn't someone that you knew.
Annabelle, she reads my dreams Surrounding me in casualties But I don't get mad cause I know it's what you do. Overpriced analogies Brittle man you dress like me Like the pantomime crying clown Cry for underwear naked whilst upside down Salivating, bloody mouth Or passionately bloody mouth.
And graveyard wytches swinging a bag like a pendulum She created for her own Her perfect body Her perfect body. And graveyard girl tapping her ribs like a nude She created nude her own Her perfect body She is perfectly Lonely.
The Wytches - Crying Clown Lyrics
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