Tekster:
Atmosphere Sad Clown

[Verse:] He gave his baby boy a bath Tub full of bubbles and toys for him to splash Look at daddy, soapsuds mustache Funny faces and voices, it makes

She caught the bus at 5:06 That's in the AM for all you little trust-fund kids. And it's a 45 minute trip If she aint in by 6, she'll catch another pink

[Chorus X2] Less one, just might lose breath Read me, my right's I've left Less one, just might lose breath [Verse 1] A routine stop, that's what he

think it was a Sunday, sometime in January, I could be wrong and I guess it isn't necessary, But I remember that the ground was made of snow, And if

Blue collar Eddie and his better half Delores used to be mantel pieces down at the Black Forest. And I don't know if that bar still exists, but when

It was still dark when Mark arrived Maybe 6:45 in the morning time In the tenth grade, we was tight friends But neither of us had a driver's license His

Ain't no way to explain or say How painful the hangover was today In front of the toilet, hands and knees Trying to breathe in between the dry heaves

turn every frown upside down. Some how my feet separated from the ground. And the clown stays sad the people stay lost. Nah, the people are sad, we lost the clown

[Hook:] "Got to change my way of living Got to change my style" [Verse 1:] He remembers a little bit of his childhood Sometimes bad, sometimes good