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Sad Clown Say how's the weather, so I look out the window To brighten my soul, but I can't control the rain That keeps falling Smile on the outside that never comes in A comedy, mystery, irony, tragedy So I scream "let the show begin" You break me open, turn on the light Stumble inside with me, with me Do I entertain you? Do I preoccupy you with my wit to cover this lie? Are you mesmerized? Do you think me faithful, do you think me a clown? I picked out this shirt, I put on this hat I wore all this paint just for you
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