As dark as the ink on these pages
As numb as frostbitten fingers
My heart just beat 3 times as fast
But still a darkness lingers

My head is busy, it wonders
Stomping all the time
A flash and I am back there
His eyes still covered with dimes

Cannot escape the horror
The circus of my life
Are you afraid of clowns, my dear?
Good - '*** this ones bites