[Verse 1]
Ferris wheel frozen, stuck against the moon
Paint peelin' off the signs, but the colors still bloom
Tall grass in the midway, cracks in the arcade
Nature took the whole damn park we used to be afraid of
Carousel horses got moss on their eyes
Roller coaster tracks disappear into the vines
Ticket booth shattered, old maps in the rain
Like the whole place got swallowed but remembers every name
[Pre-Chorus]
The wind still hums through the rusted steel
Like ghosts of summer nights are haunting what is real
Every broken light still flickers in my brain
This place was built for joy, now it's drowning in the rain
[Chorus]
And the ivy climbs higher on the carnival gates
Foxes sleep where the children used to race
The sky turns gold through the old cracked glass
And the years move slow while the seasons pass
It's beautiful, it's eerie, it's falling apart
Like a dead amusement park with a beating heart
[Verse 2]
Bumper cars buried underneath the weeds
Birds build nests where the prize booth used to be
The haunted house is hollow, bats sleep in the dark
And roots break through the pavement running wild through the park
Cotton candy posters fading into gray
The mirrors in the funhouse still reflect yesterday
Every broken ride got a story in the dust
Of all the people that it carried before it turned to rust
[Pre-Chorus]
The wind still hums through the rusted steel
Like ghosts of summer nights are haunting what is real
Every broken light still flickers in my brain
This place was built for joy, now it's drowning in the rain
[Chorus]
And the ivy climbs higher on the carnival gates
Foxes sleep where the children used to race
The sky turns gold through the old cracked glass
And the years move slow while the seasons pass
It's beautiful, it's eerie, it's falling apart
Like a dead amusement park with a beating heart
[Bridge]
No more music in the air
Just the sound of crows somewhere
No more neon, no more cheers
Just vines wrapping around the years
[Final Chorus]
And the ivy climbs higher on the carnival gates
Foxes sleep where the children used to race
The sky turns gold through the old cracked glass
And the years move slow while the seasons pass
It's beautiful, it's eerie, it's falling apart
Like a dead amusement park with a beating heart
LilSkully
