[Verse 1] They tell us Humour heals. So why Does every joke Need someone To fall? A stumble. A mistake. A bruise. Funny... How quickly Pain Becomes applause. [Pre-Chorus] The room erupts. Not because It was kind. Because... Everyone Survived it. [Chorus] Laughter... Such a harmless little sound. It fills a room. It breaks the ice. It hides the truth. It turns a wound Into a punchline. Tell me... What's so funny? [Verse 2] "It's only a joke." The safest sentence Ever written. Sharp enough To cut the air. Soft enough To dodge the blame. If nobody laughs... Was it still a joke? Or did the truth Arrive too early? [Chorus] Laughter... Such a harmless little sound. A curtain call. A warning bell. A mask that fits A little too well. Tell me... What's so funny? [Verse 3] Kings kept fools Closer than friends. Not because They were amusing. Because a joke Could travel Where truth Would lose its head. History remembers The crown. It forgets... Who was laughing. [Bridge] Maybe... The first weapon Wasn't a blade. Maybe... It was learning How to smile While somebody else Bled. Funny... You can't spell slaughter... Without laughter. [Final Chorus] Laughter... The sound we make When the darkness Feels too close. Sometimes mercy. Sometimes malice. Sometimes... We honestly Can't tell the difference. Funny... You can't spell slaughter... Without laughter. [Outro] Careful... The joke Might be Telling On you. [Outro] Careful... The joke Might be Telling On you. (Low restrained laughter continues after the music ends, gradually fading into the hurdy-gurdy drone.)
