I want to paint a very scar
Left me stepfather
After all, everyone looks squeamishly
If I appear in people without makeup
I tolerated your cruelty in childhood, now it's your turn
It is now waiting for you, anger gene innate
All smiling are waiting for a new number.
From me they will be a new number
Dead number
I laugh at them for no reason
They are waiting for death, because I sharpened my knife
Dragged into the woods and chopped there
Because of ridicule ax killed the ladies
The flowers on the graves in the park became bushes
With a knife on the faces cut out a sad smiley
Who is there in total darkness?
Are you waiting for me? I will answer for you: "of course not"
You are looking for the wrong there
Traces of a swept
I need the help of an oculist here,
To look behind the scenes
After all, the circus is to blame
Blame the circus
Blame the circus
it's all my fault
I have a face in makeup, not to good, obviously
the victims look and think that I am possessed by the devil
They wanted to see a clown, a knife in the throat, and here I am
After a rendezvous with me, everyone has clown
Forest keep all our secrets easy
Your body will take care of Lego details.
And the strange thing is that when started at 8
You begged to finish, and I even, did not start at all
An hour ago, they laughed at me, I already see tears
With you the monster that you created
Death is your own world
And in Rainville again overcast and pools of blood
For dinner, he served himself a dish of revenge, delicious.
I was not a day, and in our place, empty
We left, leaving our trump card in the city
They will pay for it, they will crawl in their legs
You are looking for the wrong there
Traces of a swept
I need the help of an oculist here,
To look behind the scenes
After all, the circus is to blame
Blame the circus
Blame the circus
it's all my fault