I was shrouded in a fog And the crowd was chanting fraud And I took my bow There's no self made men here I am again listening to the least of minds And they're taking mostly time And they drag me down I have clown hands now Bow tie spins around There's a vampire in my head Singing I'll sleep when I'm dead Tucks tongue tween his teeth Plays an air guitar sets a whole new bar Climbed a mountain of distress Worried text across my chest Had no visions of what a doer does But he does not rest There's a fight to be the best But it never leaves my chest And then I get up and stoned And I'm home I was taken by surprise To a party thrown by light His dark corner friends count Recount the trends till the evening ends Well don't take me away In a jacket so straight I thought going crazy Would be much more fun