Bombing
Doc says I'm cursed with a humorous tumour
Bleeding through my brain
They set me up on the right medication
Labeled legally insane
When the night falls I'm waiting
For maggots decaying
My dreams puking punchlines like some fucked up Freddy Krueger
As they're calling me a dink
For saying it might shrink
To face the situation with a little bit of humour
It's been a long night of Bombing San Fransisco
Bodies lying lifeless in my sight
So hang tight on rope that's never ending
Falling through the cold unfunny night
The worst time seems like the best time for a dark and cutting line
But it feels like all my funny friends got sober
The comedy police are at my throat
Learn to take a fucking joke!
A dark sense of humour's a sign of dementia
That's what Facebook said
If that's the case I'll be happy to forget you
Just red balloons in my head
I'll blow my brains out
Dressed up like a clown
You can have my shoes
But I promise they won't fit you
Feet blistered and vile
But don't forget to smile
I swear my life's a comedy just wait until it hits you
Comedy is not the enemy
Comedy is not the enemy
Comedy is not the enemy
Comedy is not the
It's been a fucking long night of Bombing San Fransisco
Bodies lying lifeless in my sight
Hang tight on rope that's never ending
Falling through the cold unfunny night
The worst time seems like the best time for a dark and cutting line
But it feels like all my funny friends got sober
The comedy police are at my throat
Bleeding through my brain
They set me up on the right medication
Labeled legally insane
When the night falls I'm waiting
For maggots decaying
My dreams puking punchlines like some fucked up Freddy Krueger
As they're calling me a dink
For saying it might shrink
To face the situation with a little bit of humour
It's been a long night of Bombing San Fransisco
Bodies lying lifeless in my sight
So hang tight on rope that's never ending
Falling through the cold unfunny night
The worst time seems like the best time for a dark and cutting line
But it feels like all my funny friends got sober
The comedy police are at my throat
Learn to take a fucking joke!
A dark sense of humour's a sign of dementia
That's what Facebook said
If that's the case I'll be happy to forget you
Just red balloons in my head
I'll blow my brains out
Dressed up like a clown
You can have my shoes
But I promise they won't fit you
Feet blistered and vile
But don't forget to smile
I swear my life's a comedy just wait until it hits you
Comedy is not the enemy
Comedy is not the enemy
Comedy is not the enemy
Comedy is not the
It's been a fucking long night of Bombing San Fransisco
Bodies lying lifeless in my sight
Hang tight on rope that's never ending
Falling through the cold unfunny night
The worst time seems like the best time for a dark and cutting line
But it feels like all my funny friends got sober
The comedy police are at my throat
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Writer(s): Cyrus Bryant
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