The Wytches - Crying Clown lyrics

I catch my breath finally She keeps me calm and suddenly, A relapse on old tricks tryina make a new In his car she finally Tampers with her s**uality Scratching at each other's minds till their in the nude As for me, my loyalty Is only sold illegally To the pantomime crying clown Cry for me whilst upside down Salivating, bloody mouth Or pa**ionately bloody mouth And graveyard girls swinging a bag like a pendulum For the static rustling Plug me in, the record spins and treat me like I wasn't someone that you knew Annabelle she reads my dreams Surrounding me in casualties, but I don't get mad cause I know it's what you do Over-priced phonologies Brittle man he dress like me Like the pantomime crying clown Cry for me whilst upside down Salivating, bloody mouth Or pa**ionately bloody mouth And graveyard girls swinging a bag like a pendulum She creates it For her own HER PERFECT BODY SHE IS PERFECT LONELY And graveyard girls swinging a bag like a pendulum She creates it For her own