[Intro] (Sleek, breezy 70s disco-pop bassline, crisp finger snaps, shimmering electric guitars) [Verse 1] Phone buzzing twice while I’m pouring my drink Got a dozen different things that I shouldn't even think about They’re telling me to slow my ass down Like I’m gonna let 'em catch me losing the crown Got a million moving parts on a Tuesday night Looking unbothered while I’m holding the light [Pre-Chorus] (Lush, harmonized vocal build with a cheeky delivery) And it’s funny how they think I’m gonna break When this is just the shit that I gotta take (Ooh-ooh-ooh) Watch me catch every ball before it hits the floor! [Chorus] Yeah, I got a whole circus running in my head! Doing five different jobs while I’m stuck on read Working overtime just to keep the lights bright Looking like a snack while I juggle the height Oh, it’s a mess, but it’s looking so good Doing all the shit they said I never could [Verse 2] Calendar is red and my phone is on fire Climbing up the walls of a gold-plated wire Sipping on espresso while I balance the books Giving zero fucks how it actually looks Not a single drop spilling from the cup Got the whole damn room spinning, looking right up [Bridge] (Funky rhythm breakdown, isolated bassline, and stacked, soaring harmonies) One, two, three—keep 'em flying high! Four, five, six—touching up the sky! Yeah, it’s a fucking circus, but I run the show Watch how the momentum goes! [Chorus] Yeah, I got a whole circus running in my head! Doing five different jobs while I’m stuck on read Working overtime just to keep the lights bright Looking like a snack while I juggle the height Oh, it’s a mess, but it’s looking so good Doing all the shit they said I never could [Outro] (Bouncy disco bassline looping out with playful, multi-tracked backing harmonies) Yeah... keeping it all in the air. (Whispered) What a fucking show. (Crisp pop beat cuts off sharply)
