Clown کے بول

My whole life it is misery My whole life it is grief The face-paint it just hides my soul My life is a deceit My makeup lies redundant now Between my canvas walls The lip rouge and the face-paint Are no longer on call And my photographs They're all fading fast The children are all adults now And their memories did not last Well, no one really laughed at me Just a clown who is now dead And my suicide, my suicide, my suicide note read: My life it was misery My life it was all grief And the face-paint hides my soul My life is a deceit Well, the blood has darkened now Upon my suicide note And I lie in my paupers grave Along with my cut throat And my whole life it was misery And my whole life it was grief And the face-paint it just hides my soul My whole life was a deceit