Listen here, I guess I wasn’t the brightest kid
I mean I was smart but my decisions, who decided them?
I look back and I can’t even believe that I was him
I tried losing sight of it but it’s just who I was then
I was a little boy imagination big and wild
Mother said I’d sit with toys, real patient, a simple child
In my own realm, playing, I didn’t get too loud
Except for torpedo man, they loved having him around
Watching Friday, the 13th at the age of three
Horror went and found a comfy seat in that page of me
These ingredients mixed with a teen sprouting angrily
Be prepared for the scenes you’re about to pay to see
Art’s been in my blood then music joined the mixture too
Once they disassembled who I was there is no fixin you
Like everyone I felt invincible, this is true
Not thinkin everything you’ve done, somehow will stick with you

Your bones, forever dense
What’s passed is present tense
You’ll never live this down
Same circus different clown
The weight is hard to hold
Your garbage far too gold
Twisted face in this crowd
Same circus different clown

I became a product of my environment
An adolescent with a messy bed, still I'd lie in it
I didn't have any answers but I believed science did
So to this day confused to say I don't know why I am
Slightly slippin to psychotic when asked simple questions
Probably cause the stupid shit I was accused of, built the tension
Oh yea, you know what else I forgot to mention
Talk down to me and I might deviate your septum
Alleviate the next one, you haven’t seen the hateful spectrums
The demons label these enabled genus fabled nexus
Beings that inhabit me, three unstable sections
There’s a halo, two horns and a few cradled emblems
Been a father my entire not so somber adult life
Years of heavy usage helped me wander to fault lines
All of this has added up to the greatest me of all times
A clown of different colors and painted dreams I call mine

Your bones, forever dense
What’s passed is present tense
You’ll never live this down
Same circus different clown
The weight is hard to hold
Your garbage far too gold
Twisted face in this crowd
Same circus different clown