Repentance and repulsive of my memories From what could've seemed like a bad dream Being born into a family of disguise Yeah we are all clowns We are all clowns But I know we all would like a remix I know we all would like a reprint Escaped to a better place where I'm okay But I left some there in the house yet to burn alive If just someone could react But there's no fucking way to do that So I made me free, And so I fled