Brave Testo

the clown is dead they found him in his trailer from what ive heard he cried himself to sleep i was too young to go to the funeral summer went it never came back whats a smile anyway when you smell asphyxiation time is just a state of life so cry me a river and ill swim as far as i can take me to the farden of revenge where apples on the branch of self esteem are falling when god says theyve ripened and you would dare to wish that you were brave morlacs dead they found him under the table said goodbye then they bought a new friends are good as long as they are alive sorry sam but living aint a life