[Intro] [Gleefully Spoken with Excitement] Oh! That looks spooky! I wanna to check out the Funhouse! [Dark Tone] It's not THAT bad... (Evil Laugh) Ok... This isn't fun anymore.... [Ominous Looming Note] [Verse 1] Doors slam shut, the shadows twist, Walls are breathing in a cold, damp hiss. The mirrors crack, and eyes peek through, From every corner, watching you. The air gets thick with scents of dread, The smell of popcorn & cotton candy for the dead. [Hook] [Taunting Voices] Trapped.Trapped.Trapped.Trapped.(No Escape) Trapped.Trapped.Trapped.Trapped.(Keep Moving) [Verse 2] A hall of doors, a hundred lies, Reflecting panic in my eyes. I push through canvas, thick and torn, Like hanging skins of things reborn. It clings like cobwebs, damp and tight, Blotting out the final trace of light. [Hook] [Taunting Voices] Trapped.Trapped.Trapped.Trapped.(No Escape) Trapped.Trapped.Trapped.Trapped.(Keep Moving) [Verse 3] The floor beneath me starts to tilt, A monument to terror, expertly built. The painted clown faces stretch and melt, The sickest joke I've ever felt. A sudden, violent blast of air, Another, mocking, toothy scare! [Hook] [Taunting Voices] Trapped.Trapped.Trapped.Trapped.(No Escape) Trapped.Trapped.Trapped.Trapped.(Keep Moving) [Spiraling Bridge] A spinning and twirling room A mirror and glass maze of doom Rooms filled with dense misty fume Toothy open maws prepped to consume A sudden explosive crashing boom Freezes my blood, rips my soul from its womb Another step into this spiraling gloom [Hook] [Taunting Voices] Trapped.Trapped.Trapped.Trapped.(No Escape) Trapped.Trapped.Trapped.Trapped.(Keep Moving) [Sudden dramatic silence] [Outro, Dramatic explosion] And just like that, the floor gives way! This is it. My final day. My stomach leaps, as I screech and fall, Completely convinced, this is the end of all... And the noise that I bellow has no dignity or Gaul… [Dramatic Pause] [Calmly] But death is not a crash or crack… It's a stomach-lurching plastic track. A soul-rending drop to a slide full of bends That, all too quickly, simply... ends. [Spoken, Bewildered, and Ashamed] I'm on the pavement... my ego’s slapped I thought truly, I was forever trapped. Now I’m standing here dazed, like it was a bad dream With the knowledge I let out that sissy scream
