Lyrics: Jay Pittman
Music: Jay Pittman
Clown? (Clown?)
We’ve all felt like a clown at some point
Nobody is the same, yet
We all share some type of unoriginal experience and emotion every now and then
How do you feel?
Do you feel good?
Normal? Well, yes
Clowns start off normal
Everything is fine until the clown is out of the ring
This clown is a hell of an act
Clown, loser, jester, 2007—
Ugh, whatever it is
How many more personas can you hide under?
How much more makeup can you apply, clown?
Are we all clowns?
Or is it just you?
What you crying for? (What you crying for?)
Never wanna hold my hand
Girl, yeah I know you’re a whore
Smokin’ up all of this— (We’re all clowns)
He a clown, baby, I’m finessin’ (finesse cult)
Why she want my heart? Baby, I’m not stressin’ yeah
Fvck about a thot, all my money checked in
If we goin’ to hell, you can be my Satan
Put my dumbass right up on that noose, aye
I might sell my soul ‘cause I don’t got that much to lose, aye (Fvck)
I'ma kill myself, no I don’t got that much to lose, aye
Finesse cult the clique, baby, we up on the news, aye
I don’t fvck with her and I don’t really fvck with you, aye
I’m up in my head like usually, I never lose there (Clown)
She gon’ take it off, there ain’t nothin’ else to do, aye
Clowns cry too, aye
Not as much as you, aye
Clown, loser, jester, 2007
Ugh, whatever it is (It’s you)
How many more personas can you hide under?
How much more makeup can you apply, clown?
Are we all clowns?
Or is it just you?
Just do it, just do it
Just fvcking do it
Clown…
We’ve all felt like a clown at some point
We’re all—the same, yet
We all share some type of unoriginal experience and emotion every now and then
Just fvck, just kill yourself, clown
Kill yourself, clown (It was all an act)