Telephone, telephone
What did you scream into your telephone, telephone?
What did you scream into your telephone, telephone?

I'm a s___-stained slave with a grind of my own.
I work day and night, less respect than a Juggalo.
I'm frying on the outside and frozen in the center.
I'm telling you, I'm telling you to watch out for my temper.

'Cause you won't like me when I'm angry.
You'll see banners everywhere.
The street where I'm from in the town where I lived is now barely even there.

Telephone, telephone
What did you scream into your telephone, telephone?
What did you scream into your telephone, telephone?

I haven't had fun in what seems like years.
I had a thumbs up for you, but it was caught in the gears.
These tears are just onion eyes, this heart is just broken.
This body is a break room where the burnouts are smoking.
This body is a break room where the burnouts are smoking.

Telephone
What did you scream into your telephone, telephone?
What did you scream into your telephone, telephone?
Telephone

I'm a clown, I'm just here to entertain.
Tear me up and stuff me down the drain.
I'm a clown, I'm just here to entertain. (Telephone, telephone)
Tear me up and stuff me down the drain.

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