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(hahaha) (shhh...) Down in the storm drain where the shadows grow
A grin of painted porcelain begins to show
He offers you a balloon of cherry red
But once you step inside you are already dead
Do you hear the carnival
playing in the dark?
(hahaha) We all float down here!
He is the clown with a permanent frown
Dragging your nightmares deep underground In the dead of the night where
the terror is found (yeah)
We all float, we all float down!
Your fears are his banquet,
your panic is his wine
A cycle repeating till the end of time
Don't look in the eyes of the dancing dead
Or you will become the next voice in his head
Do you hear the carnival playing in the dark? (hahaha)
We all float down here!
He is the clown with a permanent frown
Dragging your nightmares deep underground In the dead of the night where
the terror is found
(yeah) We all float,
we all float down!
(shhh... quiet now)
(hahaha... HAHAHAHA)
FLOAT! FLOAT! FLOAT!
(haha... ha...)
(you'll float
too)