Twisted - The jester

I like it, a sweet death
I always love a slow end
I like it rough and I like it tough
I love the hate, can't get enough

Feed me hatred
For your entertainment
I'm tired, tired of this all
I'm falling as I like to fall

I'm running out of jokes now
Gonna carve a smile upon this frown
Don't you see what I meant?
I got a piece of shit working..in my head

Prepared for you some sweet truths
Wrote some new jokes for you
I hope you believe them
You won't believe them
Please believe what I just said
I ran out of jokes about the dead..

I..felt an emptiness in my heart
I..ripped myself in two parts
Must be funny now
Must be flipping your frown
I hope I'm funny
I hope I'm not carving a smile upon your frown
I hope this won't take me
I hope this won't take me down

I..fed an emptiness in my heart
I hate myself for a start
Hate all of you
Hate all of this, nothing new
I hope you find it funny
I hope I get my money
Because this took me
This took me..down

I have something to say!
I have one comment!
To whom should I kneel and pray?!
Am I bound to torment?!
A jester makes a joke about this
A jester loves the darkness

Seeking an eternal light
Can I leave the black behind?
Am I used to this hate?
Must reach out for a better fate