(Whispers)
For all the times you cried in your sleep,
And all the times you wished you didn't dream,
For all the times that people called you a freak,
So most of the time you do not speak...

(Verse)
For all the times you cried in your sleep,
And all the times you wished you didn't dream,
For all the times that people called you a freak,
So most of the time you do not speak,
I know it hurts, sometimes it burns,
Most times you feel you're in the dirt,
The filth you can never get rid of...

(Chorus)
Lemmey be your... your black clown,
To upside-down your dark frown,
I'll be around,
To separate your then from now,
Your black clown,
So they won't take you underground,
The freak of town,
This Hell's just given me my crown...

Lemmey be yours...
Lemmey be yours...
Lemmey be yours...

(Chorus)