Saddest clown in space /demo 🅴

Injecting with all of your old baggage
In an effort to protect me
It's ironic it's ironic
You're soul eating evil
And you're picking at your teeth
You bitch about the needle
That you're sticking into me
It's ironic It's ironic
It's ironic it's ironic

But if I have to burn my eyes to make people laugh then grab the mace
I'm the saddest clown in space
And if the feeling isn't fun or for the art
Then it's a waste
I'm the saddest clown in space
And when the mask begins to slip I put it right back in its place
If the feeling isn't fun or for the art then it's a waste
If the feeling isn't fun or for the art it must be fake
I'm the saddest clown in space

I'm inconvenient when I'm imploding
And point noted
I'm inconvenient I'm imploding my whole systems overloaded
End point noted

You call the professionals
I'm inconvenient time imploding
End point noted
Cuz my whole systems overloaded
End point noted
You call the professionals
And I'll call myself a poet

I'm inconvenient I'm imploding