Luyện nghe bài hát Sad Clown

This world a wasteland
It just taste way some times.
It on the angle
On how you read lines.

For every we stack to come together to build
There's a sick crack in this foundation still.
Humans! I can't them.
to understand them
And what fuels them and essence.
I'm looking for leverage.
Catch up, to catch me.
Curse-ed, depress-ed.
to make you happy.

'Hey daddy tell me why the is crying.'
'Well son he's got the of cheering up the ill and dying.
On top of everybody thinks that he's insane.
Can't why he'd wanna ease their pain.'

through this maze made of concrete walls
When you're not allowed to there's no way to possibly
fall.
When your hands are to hold nothing but self
How can you get a
How can you pick up what you're

The stays sad.
The stays hard.
With a couple of migraine, a pocket full of scars.
But the face stays on for everyone to gaze upon
the bad dream till he wakes up gone.

Chorus--two intertwined

One for a walk, but stood.
Would you him, if you could.

One for a walk, but stood.
you help him, if you could.

One for a walk, but stood.
Would you him, if you could.

One for a walk, but stood.
you help him, if you could.

Do see me?
Do they that I exist?
I know do.
I can tell by the way they their fists.

Weirdo. Freak.
Words of endearment ring in my
And cling my tears.

My purpose on this was to brighten the sun ray
At the circus or parade, house on a birthday.
A bag of balloons, I can you a farm.
Became when they took away both of my arms.

charms.
tricks.
The is flat.
And the is thick.

Got my back to the as I watch the inhabitants.
Every I come across is bigger than this planet is.
I used to be a person
But I held a to experience it firsthand.
I wanted to every frown upside down.
how my feet separated from the ground.

And the clown stays sad the stay lost.
Nah, the are sad, we lost the clown.
But the face stays painted on for everyone to gaze
And it will stay that way the break of dawn.

So throw hands in the air!

'Oh, I'm sorry you can't wearing a straight jacket.'