He's gone off the rails, his mind is lost...can you handle his breakdown? Anyways, this is the final song for Red Mist Squidward's week! I wanted to make this song longer, but SUNO HERE wouldn't add in the last section of the song, it was supposed to be way more slower and depressing after Squidward was finished shooting at, well, you...and then...well, you already know how the creepypasta ends. So, as a compromise of Suno being STUPID (no offense), I'll throw in the lyrics for what was supposed to be the final section of the song, they'll be at the very bottom of the lyric page. Feel free to make a version of this song that actually includes the final sections lyrics, cuz I'm a free user, I am NOT spending an entire week, waiting at 7 PM just for like, 2 verses 😭 -LocalAltAccount // onto your regularly scheduled listening experience 😃 // [Verse 1 - Starts slow but heavy, voice hollow yet seething with resentment] Lights are blinding, crowd is silent, empty faces in the dark… They all stare, but never listen—never cared right from the start… Every note, every passion, every dream I tried to give… Mocked and broken, torn to pieces—was I even meant to live? Echoes dancing through the rafters, but they never call my name… I was nothing, just a phantom, just a joke inside their game… But if silence is their answer, then I’ll make them feel the sound… One last song, one last moment—let them hear me breaking down! [Verse 2 - Voice cracks, tone shifting between eerie calm and violent rage] Step right up, let’s start the show now, bet you all can’t wait to see… Watch the failure play his swan song, drown in one last symphony! Tired of waiting, tired of screaming, tired of being left behind… Every insult, every failure, every wound still burns inside! Curtain’s rising, no more laughter—now it’s my time to perform! No more silence, no more whispers—drown them out beneath the storm! If they never saw the artist, never cared for what he gave… Then I’ll make sure they remember as they’re singing at my grave! [Verse 3 - Unhinged, voice fluctuating between sobbing and manic laughter] Hah… it’s funny, don’t you think so? What a joke, what a delight! All this time, I played their puppet—now I cut the strings tonight! Every stage, every concert, every night spent chasing dreams… But the dreams were never waiting—they were running out on me! Who needs love? Who needs kindness? Who needs voices filled with cheer? In the end, the only chorus is the one that no one hears! So I’ll play, and I’ll scream it—let them feel what I went through! If I’m going down in silence, I will make them suffer too! [Verse 4 - Pure despair, the weight of everything crashing down] Tell me, tell me—was I worthless? Just a shadow left to die? Just a joke inside their circus? Just a ghost with hollow eyes? I could beg, I could plead, I could break beneath the strain… But what’s left to even fight for when there’s nothing left to gain? Let the mist pull me under, let the echoes take my soul… Let the noise drown out the sorrow, let it shatter, take control… If I vanish, will they notice? Will they whisper of my name? Or will I just be forgotten… like I never even came? [Verse 5 - Heavy breathing, gun clicks, voice twisted with fury] Hah… look who’s back—what, you came to save me now? Too late. Too late. Should’ve stopped the first act—take a bow. They all laughed, they all mocked, they all turned and walked away… But you stayed? You stayed? Now you’ll see me end the play. Curtain's falling, house lights dimming—say your final prayer tonight! Hear the music, hear the screaming—sing along to my last fight! Can you hear me?! CAN YOU HEAR ME?! Say it loud—say it clear! No? No?! THEN LET ME MAKE IT CRYSTAL CLEAR! BANG! [Verse 6 - Voice cracking, shots ringing through the beat] BANG! The silence shatters. BANG! The echoes scream. BANG! The stage is burning. BANG! A broken dream. BANG! The mist is rising. BANG! The final bow. BANG! The world is watching… BANG! They see me now. [Verse 7 - Dragged out, every word strained, suffocating under the weight] Sloooooowly faaaaaading…. waaaaatch me go…. Blaaaaaaaank staaaaaaares… they dooooon’t knooooow…. Dreeeeaaaams are eeeempty… liiiiies they toooold…. Meeeeelllodies diiiie… the wooooorld’s so cold…. Haaaands are shaaaaaaaking… baaaarely there…. Duuuuuust is faaaaaalling… through the air…. Screeeeeaaaming siiiiilence… voooices draaaaained…. Aaaaaand theeeeeey… forget my name…. [Final Verse - One last breath. The last performance. The last note] No one can hear you… No one is there… No one remembers… No one will care… No one can hear you… No one can cry… No one can hear you… So this… is goodbye. “Heh, now that’s a performance they’ll never forget.” BANG!