Evil Clown

  With every drop that falls I hear the Devil's call . Reminding me that I shall pay for every mistake day by day .
 I feel the sickness dragging me down . I am nothing but a evil clown . A painted on smile that people see , and never knowing what could be.
I sit and hear the drips slow and steady . I feel it drain I am more then ready .
  I challenge the Devil to take me down for all that is left is this Evil clown .With the painted on smile for the world to see for nothing is left deep inside of me .
   A painted smile to hide the pain , as I sit and let all the blood drain . The deep red reminds me of love some say it's sent from above but that is all a lie and I am out of tears to cry .
  My pain is so deep it's in my soul , so take me to hell I could use the warmth from the burning coals .