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Clownhouse

D.i.
(album: State Of Shock)

Livin´ in this modern world everything goes to hell
Rioting in the streets, I´m livin´ by my law
Running an endless race to society´s constant struggle
Rip it up, tear it down, forget toilet trouble
Why am I losing sleep so many problems need solved
Fighting an endless battle on and on and on
Sometimes I really think that maybe I should do the same
I just can´t seem to get it right time and time again
I´ve got the key to the clownhouse, it´s mine and mine alone
I´ll open the door and jump right in when I feel alone
Life is just a freak show and how much can one take?
Welcome to the center ring a world of fucking snakes
The sick, the homeless, no set guarantees
Starving in the cold in the streets a part of you and me
Challenge time, break the ice, give this world a song
Hold the key in the palm of your hand and still we break the law
The story of a man who lives in a cardboard box
He´s tangles and he´s webbed all up where do I get off?
Livin´ on travsted hope he´s caught himself depression
Use the power of the human mind to destroy all your pressure
Society´s clownhouse and everyone´s a freak
Just paint a smile on the poeple´s face you won´t even see their frown
Life is just a circus and now it´s your turn to play
It´s an artificial world you´re livin´ in today
An old lady was hit by a car another hit and run
Used to live in a trash can amongst the whining scum
The world to her was just as black as night
Now she lies dead in the street with a pie in her face