I'm trained,

In how much pain a child can tolerate.
Into believing lies,
and breaking my dreams

The world around me didn't see nothing,
Because my master took me aside.
Throughout long days and chilly nights alone
I got a pale face

I'm trained
In how much a child can tolerate
Into believing lies and breaking my dreams.

By forgetting my I
I have dark stripes
On the edge of my vision
My master has now made
A liar out of me

I'm trained
in how much pain a child can tolerate.
Into believing lies and breaking my dreams.

I can tell the best stories
Those were my dreams
I can tell moving stories
Which once was my hope
I can tell sad stories
Now is my grief

But instead
I put my red nose and paint my lips red.
Now the world knows me
I'm a clown.

And I do well!