what did you scream into your telephone?
i m a shit stain slave with a grind of my own. i work day and night, less respect than a juggalo. i m frying on the outside and frozen in the center. i m telling you to watch out for my temper. cuz you won t like me when i m angry. you ll see banners everywhere. the street where i m from in the town where i live is now barely even there.
i haven t had fun in what seems like years. i had a thumbs up for you, but it was caught in the gears. these tears are just onion eyes this heart is just broken. this body is a break room where the burnouts are smoking.
i m a clown, i m just here to entertain. tear me up and stuff me down the drain. |