That's all that I Ever was to you? You saw me and laughed Your search was through!
Beat me down Can I get any flatter? Serving all you need So here I am-your platter!
Then out it came When will it stop? Your buffet of pain I’m filled to the top!
But you’re a fool And you’re no master For me-this plate here I’m made of glass sir!
So I scoot to the side And shimmy a bit Carrying all the weight Of your dumb shit
As you watch I push myself to fall And then this plate Was no more at all
Beat me forever Down and down But I’ll never be your slave ILL NEVER BE YOUR CLOWN