Lyrics

Clari-clari-net doll Clarinet doll I'm about to sell the bulk of my soul So hear my dying breath Stall my dying words But all my words are wrong And all my senses dulled Clari-clari-net doll Clarinet doll I'm about to do what no one has done If only paper spoke If all the pens had mouths I get what I deserve I get that makes it worse Clari-clari-net doll Clarinet doll Never ever change the things in your mind I'm only flesh and bone I'll sit outside and mold There's nothing after this There's only paper smoke Clari-clari-net doll Clarinet doll I'm supposed to know what no one has known I'll carve out all your brains I'll pick it from the dust You get what you deserve Your praying makes it worse Clarinet doll