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Lyrics
[Intro]
[distorted carnival announcer texture, distant crowd murmurs]
Step right up
wrong side of town
hay bales, floodlights
sky falling down
[Verse 1]
Rust on the gate
flames on the sign
Smile on my face
razor in mind (yeah)
Boots kick dust
but the dirt kicks back
Got a cross on the dash
and a mask in the back
Dark ride ticket
tucked in my sleeve
Laugh with the locals
they don’t leave
Barn turned maze
with the sirens off
Every turn tighter
every breath cut short
[Chorus]
Welcome to the funhouse in the cornfield
round and round till the truth gets peeled
You can pray, you can run, you can stand real still
but the mirrors in the maze know who you will
Step inside, lose your name, lose your way
hear the calliope hum when you start to sway
Welcome to the funhouse in the cornfield
once you cross that line, that’s a done deal (hey)
[Verse 2]
She got straw in her hair
and a gold tooth grin
Bible in one hand
other dipped in sin
Bootcut jeans
with the bloodstain cuffs
Voice soft-sweet
but her words cut rough
Neon bugs
in the field all buzzed
Says, “Pick a door
see what you was”
Floorboards bend
like they breathing slow
Every step in time
with a voice below (woah)
[Chorus]
Welcome to the funhouse in the cornfield
round and round till the truth gets peeled
You can pray, you can run, you can stand real still
but the mirrors in the maze know who you will
Step inside, lose your name, lose your way
hear the calliope hum when you start to sway
Welcome to the funhouse in the cornfield
once you cross that line, that’s a done deal
[Bridge]
[glitched vocal stutters, warped circus melody]
Lights blink red
then green then none
Hear your own laugh
twist, come undone
Is that my face
in the crooked glass?
Or some old ghost
wearing my past?
[Chorus]
Welcome to the funhouse in the cornfield
round and round till the truth gets peeled
You can pray, you can run, you can stand real still
but the mirrors in the maze know who you will
Step inside, lose your breath, lose your day
every little secret here on display
Welcome to the funhouse in the cornfield
once you ride this high, you can’t come down (down)
Details
GeneratedMar 22, 2026
Duration3:42
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Hybrid hardcore rap over glitchy dark ambient pads and trance arps; circus-calliope fragments wobble in and out like broken fairground speakers. Alternating male/female vocals: aggressive, syncopated flows with occasional doubled lines and pitched ad-libs. Huge distorted 808-style low end, skittering percussion, and eerie sound-effect swells; hook explodes with chant-style gang vocals over a warped country guitar loop. Energy starts tense and minimal, then spirals into a psychedelic horrorcore frenzy by the final chorus., glitch, country, horrorcore, trance, hardcore, dark ambient
Credits
Prompt by
KingDe4d
KingDe4dModelAria v5
Prompt
rap, hardcore, glitch, dark ambient, trance, psychedelic, sound effects, circus, horrorcore, country, male, female
