<intro>
One spotlight, one stage, one breath,
Hee-hee-hee... *<laugh>*
Tonight, I play my death.
Ha-ha-ha-ha! *<laugh>*
The curtains fall, the crowd’s long gone,
But I keep laughing — the show goes on.
<verse 1>
My painted smile begins to crack,
I see the mirror staring back.
Hee-hee-hee! *<laugh>*
The ghost of me takes center stage,
Reading lines I never wrote on this page.
Ha-ha-ha-ha! *<laugh>*
The drums are hearts that never stop,
The spotlight hums — then drops.
<prechorus 1>
Every joke I ever told,
Turns to dust, turns to gold.
Hee-hee! *<laugh>*
And still, I laugh, because it’s mine —
This broken show, this twisted line.
<chorus 1>
The final joke — it’s me, you see,
Ha-ha-ha-ha! *<laugh>*
The punchline’s carved in memory.
Applause or screams, it’s all the same,
The laughter burns, it speaks my name.
<verse 2>
The tent is hollow, the floors all creak,
The walls remember all I speak.
Hee-hee-hee! *<laugh>*
I juggle shadows, toss the night,
The audience is gone — out of sight.
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha! *<laugh>*
Every corner hums a ghostly cheer,
Every laugh feeds what I fear.
<prechorus 2>
The moonlight bends, the stars all cry,
The joke persists though I might die.
Ha-ha-ha! *<laugh>*
I bow, I stumble, I fall, I spin,
The clown inside cannot rescind.
<chorus 2>
The final joke — it’s me, you see,
Ha-ha-ha-ha! *<laugh>*
The punchline’s carved in memory.
The carousel moans, the Ferris wheel screams,
I live forever inside my dreams.
<bridge>
(whispered, overlapping)
The joke’s on me — it always was.
The painted grin, the hollow applause.
Hee-hee-hee-ha! *<laugh>*
Every act collapses into night,
Every laugh becomes my light.
Ha-ha-ha-ha! *<laugh>*
<breakdown 1>
Static hums, the lights all fade,
The music slows — the debt is paid.
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha! *<laugh>*
Mirrors crack, the tent dissolves,
I twist inside these unsolved resolves.
Hee-hee-hee! *<laugh>*
<breakdown 2>
Voices echo, whispering my name,
Every ghost is part of my game.
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha! *<laugh>*
Candles gutter, shadows sway,
The final joke has come to play.
<chorus 3>
The final joke — it’s me, you see,
Ha-ha-ha-ha! *<laugh>*
The punchline’s carved in memory.
Applause or screams, it’s all the same,
The laughter burns, it speaks my name.
<verse 3>
I reach for air but only touch,
The fabric of this haunted clutch.
Hee-hee-hee! *<laugh>*
The audience fades but I remain,
A clown’s last breath inside the pain.
Ha-ha-ha-ha! *<laugh>*
Every smile a shadowed spark,
Every laugh a mark in dark.
<outro>
The night folds shut, the stars all hide,
Hee-hee-hee!
I’m still here — just on the other side.
Ha-ha-ha-ha...
The tent folds down, the stars ignite,
And somewhere distant...
He still laughs... through the night.
Hee-hee-hee-ha-ha-ha!
Drnick55
