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Clown Face | ||||||||||||||||||||
One minute I'm up, the next I'm down Trying so hard to hide this frown I don't know what to think I feel like a clown Making people happy Is what I try to do But when a clown is sad Nobody really cares about you People think you're funny And it's all a game Clowns give their life away for others But what they get back is not the same I wear a mask Upon this face of mine Trying to hide the pain That I feel so much of the time I'd give my life up for my friends But for that I know I'd get nothing in the end So little time, so much pain Now I understand why clowns go insane written June 1992 |
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