Tragicomic
By: Pseudo Nein
Duration
6:33
Genres
Lyrics
When everything is black And the clowns have all gone home You're left standing in the middle of the stage And you know that you're all alone The clouds are made of acid and the rain is coming down And the puddle that you stand in is the only one around Then the colors start to fade and the blue will turn to grey And you should run away In the darkness The relentless alcoholics Are the solace that you seek And the smile that you see is The blinding parody Of the soulless life you lead And you know that you are not asleep When everything is fading And the clowns are all that remain In your tragicomic life you know It's driving you insane The clouds are made of acid and the rain is coming down And the puddle that you stand in is the only one around Then the colors start to fade and the blue will turn to grey And you should run away And the road you're walking Is a dead end waiting When the life you're leading Is the path you're taking... And when all that's left is All that you're making You kick and scream but You're still not waking. Deep in the darkness The relentless alcoholics Are the solace that you seek And the smile that you see is The blinding parody Of the soulless life you lead And you know that you are not asleep
