The Wytches Crying Clown song 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 sexuality

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 passionately 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 passionately 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

Her perfect body

She is perfect

Lonely

Like the pantomime