Your cinema presents tonight: 👥 My Life Is a B-Movie 🦸♂️ The theater is empty, admission is free who would even want to see something like that? ---------------- The makeup’s fading on my face, the plot is running out of grace. The lighting flickers, cuts too soon, a cardboard moon above my room. The hero’s late, the script is thin, the monster’s just a cat in tin. And every scene that should be grand falls flat like footprints in the sand. I try to play my part with pride, but every take is misaligned. ’Cause my life is a B‑movie, cheap effects and bad continuity. And fate won’t even look at me, it skips my lines so casually. Tell me, has it happened to you - to wake and find your story’s askew? My life is a B‑movie, and the world forgets my cue. The villain’s wearing mismatched clothes, the soundtrack stops, nobody knows. A chase scene filmed in half a frame, the credits misspell my own name. The extras wander out of place, the climax ends without a trace. And when I try to improvise, the boom mic drops before my eyes. I keep on rolling through the flaws, a shaky cam without a cause. ’Cause my life is a B‑movie, cheap effects and bad continuity. And fate won’t even look at me, it skips my lines so casually. Tell me, has it happened to you - to wake and find your story’s askew? My life is a B‑movie, and the world forgets my cue. Maybe someday they’ll restore the reel, fix the frames and let me heal. But until then I’ll play along, a low-budget soul in a half-lit song. Yeah, my life is a B‑movie… but I’m still rolling through the scene.
