Funhouse In My Head

[Intro]
[whispered] Step right up
Wrong night, wrong tent
Wrong ticket in your hand, kid
[Verse 1]
Cotton candy on my tongue
tastes like chloroform
Tilt‑a‑Whirl spinning slow
’round a rusted morgue
Tarp flaps drag
in the wind like claws
Prize booth packed
full of missing jaws
Laughing in a mask
with a smeared name tag
You thought this was a show
it’s a body bag
House of mirrors
I’m behind each pane
Same dead smile
but a different vein (shhh)
[Chorus]
Welcome to the funhouse in my head (step in)
Roll up, one shot, one dead
Every ride paid in panic and red
You don’t leave
you just get spread
Welcome to the funhouse in my head (hey!)
Carousel of the clinically sick
Tickets tear, little hearts go quick
You want out?
Pick a limb, then pick
[Verse 2]
Girl with the braids
and the blood on her boots
Kissing on a blade
while she carves your truth
Reads your palm
then she pulls your wrist
Says “you live long”
but her knife resist
Ferris wheel stuck
at the highest point
Drop you piece by piece
joint by joint
Popcorn stand with a gasoline glow
We light up the sky
when the crowd says “whoa” (whoa)
[Chorus]
Welcome to the funhouse in my head (step in)
Roll up, one shot, one dead
Every ride paid in panic and red
You don’t leave
you just get spread
Welcome to the funhouse in my head (yeah)
Carousel of the clinically sick
Tickets tear, little hearts go quick
You want out?
Pick a limb, then pick
[Bridge]
[both, call and response]
Who’s your favorite psycho? (me)
Who’s your favorite freak? (me)
Who’s that in your shadow
scratching from beneath?
I’m the face in the mask
you can’t forget
I’m the stain on the sawdust
never set (never set)
[Chorus]
Welcome to the funhouse in my head (step in)
Roll up, one shot, one dead
Every ride paid in panic and red
You don’t leave
you just get spread
Welcome to the funhouse in my head (last ride)
Carousel of the clinically sick
Tickets tear, little hearts go quick
You want out?
Pray the lights go click

rap, Horrorcore rap duet over eerie carnival organ and detuned music-box bells, heavy boom-bap drums and sub-bass. Verses trade off male and female vocals with sharp double-time bursts and creepy whispered ad-libs. Hook explodes with gang-style chants and layered harmonies, final chorus drags tempo and filters like the ride breaking down., hardcore, horrorcore