[Verse 1] Ticket in my hand Thought it was a joke, just some off-brand dream Smiles painted on, rubber-band Ringmaster talks sweet like a canned ice cream Cotton candy code Laugh tracks loop while the clowns glitch-blink Said “it’s all a show” Till a friend froze mid-word, then began to sink [Chorus] I’m stuck in the Amazing Digital Circus Laughing while the floor falls out If this is just a game, then why does it hurt us? Why can’t I wake, why can’t I log out? You say they just “abstract,” like it’s nothing, it’s surface But I see empty places where they used to shout Glitch in the funhouse, truth in the curses The dead don’t respawn when the color drains out [Verse 2] Days blur, fake sky Carved-on grin starts to feel too tight Every “prize” we win Costs a piece of someone we can’t rewrite Posters on the wall Faces scratched out, static scribbled names Everyone looks away When I ask why the cast never looks the same [Bridge] [Beat drops to just bass pulse and vocal] You say, “Relax, reset” But my hands still shake from the last reset You say, “They’re fine, forget” Then why do I dream in their last regrets? [Chorus] I’m stuck in the Amazing Digital Circus Laughing while the floor falls out If this is just a game, then why does it hurt us? Why can’t I wake, why can’t I log out? You say they just “abstract,” like it’s nothing, it’s surface But I see empty places where they used to shout Glitch in the funhouse, truth in the curses The dead don’t respawn when the color drains out [Outro] Crowd roars, canned cheer Only I hear the silence underneath If this is all pretend Why do we keep losing what we can’t retrieve?
