The curtains drawn
it's come to an end
he takes a bow
then lets th blood drip
he's always laughed
cracking jokes
full of smiles
the class clown was where he belonged
but behind th laughter there was tears
behind th jokes there was fears
his smiles were lies
he had it all,
but yet he wanted more
so giving up
he let th blood drip
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