Luyện nghe bài hát Sad Clown

This ain't a wasteland
It just taste way some times.
It depends on the
On how you your lines.

For every brick we stack to come to build
There's a sick little crack in foundation still.
Humans! I can't them.
Trying to them
And what them and their essence.
I'm for some leverage.
Catch up, to catch me.
Curse-ed, depress-ed.
Here to you happy.

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

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

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

Chorus--two intertwined

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.

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

Do see me?
Do they know that I
I they 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 or parade, house call on a birthday.
A bag of balloons, I can you a farm.
Became worthless when they away both of my arms.

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

Got my to the wind as I watch the inhabitants.
Every thought I come is bigger than this planet is.
I used to be a person
But I a hunger to experience it firsthand.
I to turn every frown upside down.
Some how my feet from the ground.

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

So throw your in the air!

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