

Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] [laughter and faint crowd murmur] Tickets tear in empty hands Curtain shakes on rusted rails Spotlight flickers, finds our faces We take our marks like bedtime tales [Verse 1] (Female) Powder on my cheeks, still cracking Mirror’s got a hundred eyes Sequins on a rotting jacket Still I bow, still I smile Velvet seats in shredded rows Names carved deep in splintered wood Hear them breathing? hear them cheering? Guess they always understood [Chorus] Welcome to the ghosts under the big top Where the curtains fall but we don’t stop We keep dancing in the same old costumes Chasing all the shadows in an empty room We were swallowed by the smoke and sawdust Now we’re clapping for a make-believe crowd Welcome to the ghosts under the big top Where the dead talk loud, the dead talk loud [Verse 2] (Male, rap) Paint peeled off the posters, my face in the fold Used to juggle little knives, now my fingers are cold Every night, same act, same joke, same pose Every night, same laugh track nobody chose Tightrope hangs crooked from the half-burnt beam I swear I hear the drumroll, I swear it ain’t a dream You’re out there, right? I can feel your stare ’Til the wind blows through, and there’s no one there (Female) Lion’s just a faded drawing On a tarp that’s turning gray Still I crack the ghostly whip Like it ever felt the pain [Chorus] Welcome to the ghosts under the big top Where the curtains fall but we don’t stop We keep dancing in the same old costumes Chasing all the shadows in an empty room We were swallowed by the smoke and sawdust Now we’re clapping for a make-believe crowd Welcome to the ghosts under the big top Where the dead talk loud, the dead talk loud [Bridge] (Female) Why is the cotton candy melting If there’s nothing in my hands? Why’s the floor so far below me When I never leave the stands? (Male) Why my name carved on the tent pole, date beneath, little wax-white rose? Read it once, feel my chest go hollow Read it twice, every secret shows (Female + Male, layered) We remember fire We remember falling We remember sirens We remember calling No one came No one came [Chorus] (Female lead, Male echoes) Welcome to the ghosts under the big top (we’re the echo of an echo that the world forgot) Where the curtains fall but we don’t stop (broken bulbs still buzzing in a parking lot) We keep dancing in the same old costumes Still stuck in our final afternoon We were swallowed by the smoke and sawdust And we’re clapping for a make-believe crowd Welcome to the ghosts under the big top Where we finally know why it won’t stop We’re the dead that won’t walk out the room Taking one last bow in an empty tomb [Outro] (Female, soft) Take your seats Take your seats (Male) But the benches stayed bare And the night stayed black (Female) We remember that we never made it back
Tags
rap, Dark pop-rap duet with female lead and male support vocals. Sparse, detuned carousel keys and sub-heavy trap drums in the verses; eerie choirs and warped calliope tones bloom in the hook. Female vocal glides between breathy and belted, male rap locks into a sharp, percussive pocket with occasional melodic doubles. Final chorus strips back to almost acapella with distant crowd FX and reverb tail swallowing the track., vocal, female vocals, pop
3:54
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2/9/2026