Greasepaint & Games

(Intro)

(Haunting organ melody plays a twisted circus theme. Warped carousel spins in the background)

(Female voice giggles darkly over a sharp whip snap)

(Whispered: "Bienvenidos a mi circo, donde tú ya no eres el rey...")

(Verse 1)

Step right up to the mess you made

Mira bien como tus mentiras se caen

Got me dizzy on this tilt-a-whirl

The last time you'll spin this girl

Ya no te quiero, se acabó tu función

Kicking your costume out, perdiste el control

Get out of my head, get out of the tent

Todo este tiempo contigo fue tiempo perdido

(Chorus)

It’s not love, it’s a mind game

No es amor, es solo un juego mental

And I’m the one who’s breaking the chain

Fui yo quien rompió las cadenas al final

(Bass Drop 1: Carnival Electro-Trap)

(Distorted circus horns morph into aggressive bass growls. 150 BPM Latin Trap woodblock hits)

¡Me voy de aquí! (I’m walking away!)

(Sound of a balloon popping: POP)

Boom, turn out the lights

Tengo el control, gané la batalla

You’re the only one looking like a fool

En este circo, yo pongo las reglas

(Verse 2)

Go wipe off that greasepaint, mírate al espejo

Everything about you was always faked, un reflejo

Go change your clothes, búscate otro acto

The audience is gone, rompimos el pacto

Fooled me once, yeah, shame on you

Me engañaste una vez, pero dos no vas a poder

The joke’s on your pride, te quedaste sin nada

Burning the ticket, la carpa quemada

(Chorus)

It’s not love, it’s a mind game

No es amor, es solo un juego mental

And I’m the one who’s breaking the chain

Fui yo quien rompió las cadenas al final

(Bass Drop 2: Glitch Dubstep)

(Chopped clown horns, heavy metallic wobbles, pulsating sub-bass)

¡Me voy de aquí!

(Glitch vocal: F-F-FOOL / P-P-PAYASO)

Boom, turn out the lights

Tengo el control, gané la batalla

You’re the only one looking like a fool

En este circo, yo pongo las reglas

(Bridge)

(Music drops out entirely. Creepy, ticking music box loops heavily and slowly)

Modern dating is a rollercoaster...

Ansiedad antes de subir.

Butterflies during the drop.

Náuseas cuando el juego deja de girar.

(Whispered) Es solo un truco sucio.

It’s just one big mind game.

(Shouted) ¡¿Quién carajos se quiere bajar?!

(Rapid-fire circus snare drum roll building maximum tension)

(Outro)

(150 BPM beat explodes back with heavy bass stomps and dissonant calliope)

Leave you behind in the hall of mirrors

Te veo clarito, ya no te tengo miedo

Just a clown... Just a trick...Ya no vales nada, se apagó la pista

(The music slows down heavily like a dying vinyl record. Single low calliope note moans)

The show is over.

(Silence)