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Confessions
Insane Clown Posse (Icp)
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They say it's hard to live down a checkered past
A man with a criminal record often has a tough time going straight
And when he decides to shift over to what the world calls
Virtuous living, often report
They just won't forget, they won't let me forget
There's one story we haven't told until now
It's the story of what happened
To a man who made the switch from the things of God
To the things of the world
Father (hey), I confess for doing it
I had a brain (yes), but life had to ruin it (gone)
Screw in it (thoughts), twist it, infect it (kill)
Dissect it (spit), don't respect it (blood)
When you put me in a cage full of animals (creepy)
Savages (killers), and cold-blooded cannibals (monsters)
I can't help but become what's around me (I can't)
Tried to run, but they found me, surround me (shit)
Then they choke ya (squeeze), and provoke ya (tease)
Try to smoke ya, turn you into a joker
I tried to rip it off (wait), but it's all I know (it's)
The only thing I ever knew (me), so what to do?
Look at you (never), a bigot 'til your growin' old (evil)
You're growin' mold, with a soul that's freezin' cold (so?)
So I confess, but even if I'm all wrong
I'll be down with the clown 'til I'm dead and gone
Yes, I confess, but I really could care less (liar)
Father, I tried, but they wasn't on my side (sire)
Yes, I confess, but I really could care less (liar)
Father, I tried, but they wasn't on my side (sire)
I confess, this lady had a purse (old), so I took it (snatch)
I took it home, opened it up, and shook it (look)
She had papers (comb), lipstick, and nail polish (shit)
Credit cards and about 27 dollars (change)
I bought a fifth (liquor), drank it and laid there (stoned)
It seemed like I could see the purse everywhere (bone)
On the light post (look), by this mailbox (look)
I tried to run from it (where?), I ran a couple blocks (look)
But there it was, on the sidewalk, waitin' for me (shit)
It tried to lure me to it (stop), I had to fuckin' do it (no)
I picked it up (and?), and stuck my fuckin' hand in it (agh)
It was full of rats (ah), and they fuckin' bit it off (why?)
Father I confess, I'm a criminal (thief)
But my world's too subliminal, around me
Look at them, all the wicked masses
That's why I'm down with the clown 'til I'm ashes
Yes, I confess, but I really could care less (liar)
Father, I tried, but they wasn't on my side (sire)
Yes, I confess, but I really could care less (liar)
Father, I tried, but they wasn't on my side (sire)
It's like a circus, a wicked carnival
Everybody's got a ticket, they're lookin'
For the freaks, to point and gawk at
Look at yourself, the joke's on you, Jack
Yes, I confess, but I really could care less (down with the clown for life)
Father, I tried, but they wasn't on my side (I confess to ya)
Yes, I confess, but I really could care less (down with the clown for life)
Father, I tried, but they wasn't on my side (accept my confession)
Yes, I confess, but I really could care less (I'm down with the clown for life, for life)
Father, I tried, but they wasn't on my side (I confess to ya)
Yes, I confess, but I really could care less (I'll be down, down with the clown for life)
Father, I tried, but they wasn't on my side (I confess to ya, for life)
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