On With The Snow Testo

What did you scream into your telephone?
I❝m a shit stain 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 to watch out for my temper. Cuz 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 live is now barely even there.
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.
I❝m a clown, I❝m just here to entertain. Tear me up and stuff me down the drain.