Blue October
Retarded Disfigured Clown
Learning to love life by living through loss and mistakes
Lessons learned, then gradually surfacing
Letting go, stripping naked to scream
I am not perfect, nor do I strive to be
I am alive in this world of face-first falls and public breakdowns
I'm a retarded, disfigured clown
Dying to be heard through the simple art of letting this heavy wall finally fall
I'm an equal being of no race or color
A hallucination, if you will
Sneaking into the lives of strangers, and letting them fall apart
To a new rhythm just to feel better