Joker

I used to live inside a shelf

The way they placed me had me standing on my own

I used to climb up through the bins

The only plan laid out then led me nowhere

Your down on your knees

Your dreams will concede

They pat on your head

Then leave you with debt

And I won't cower again

And I won't fall for the plan

I'm falling forward going nowhere

Are you for the plead?

In feeling though they can

And though they cut my hands

I'm falling forward, going nowhere

Pleasing's a disease

You use the ego to pave fear

Cemented feet meant you'd keep your place well

I used to live up on a plaque

Only displayed me when I wept from the wear

You're down on your knees

Your dreams will concede

They pat on your head

Then leave you with debt

And I won't cower again

And I won't fall for the plan

I'm falling forward going nowhere

Are you for the plead?

In feeling though they can

And though they cut my hands

I'm falling forward going nowhere

Pleasing's a disease

Uhhhohh

Ahh ohhh

Ohh oooh

Ohh oooh woah uh

And I won't cower again

And I won't fall for the plan

I'm falling forward going nowhere

Are you for the plead?

In feeling though they can

And though they cut my hands

I'm falling forward, going nowhere

Pleasing's a disease