Letras
The lights are still on...
But nobody's home.
Just smiles stitched too tight...
And something breathing behind the foam
I came to fix a signal, just a job on a wire
Now the stage is a cage and the curtains are fire
Painted eyes track every step that I take
Foam and felt teeth showing cracks in the fake
Laughter loops in a mechanical prayer
Like the air itself is aware I'm there
Bright yellow hallways bleeding to rust
Confetti and cables buried in dust
They say "Welcome back!" in a sugarcoat tone
But the static underneath sounds overthrown
Every puppet shadow stretching too tall
This friendly neighborhood wants me to fall
Smiling faces stapled wide
Something's moving just behind
Cue the music, roll the lie
But I won't be your punchline
Friendly fire in a friendly show
Bright lights hide what the children don't know
Clap your hands, let the nightmare grow
This ain't a rerun anymore
Strings are snapping, I won't bow
You can't rewrite my ending now
Say my name with that plastic glow
I'm not your friend next door
Alphabet bullets loaded in steel
Spelling out truths they don't want to feel
Tape them down but they rise again
Like applause from a ghost-filled den
Mascot smiles carved too deep
Promises they couldn't keep
Stage props shifting when I turn
Paper backdrops start to burn
Every hallway loops the same
Like I'm trapped in a broadcast frame
But I see the wires in the sky
You wanted a show?
You got one
No script
No audience
No mercy
Friendly fire in a friendly show
Bright lights hide what the children don't know
Clap your hands, let the nightmare grow
This set is coming down
Strings are snapping, I won't bow
You can't rewrite my ending now