...There's a reason or two why clowns bother me Those overgrown lips that devour the lies underneath to tell a tale of smiles dictates a system of fallacy so convincing that we embrace it as if it is happiness The eyes that paint the sky with sunshine radiant... magical They conceal a story of bones and dust And we crave for the comedy each day and we laugh and we forget that clouds get dark til it rains and we find ourselves drowning...