Am I Funny?

Nu Metal, Gritty Industrial Metal, Driving bass, Dynamic tempo shifts from atmospheric to intense

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[Verse 1]
After suffering, I started to feel.
For them, it seems funny,
'Cause they have other feels.
Pink glasses make them happy,
And a suffering person for them is a clown,
But by their opinion - this is all a fake.

To them, my constant pain,
My mimicking agony, they find amusing.
But revealing my mind, 
I grabbed their illusory world by the throat,
Pinning it to the wall, 
I cracked their world.
Staring intently, 
I asked: "Am I funny?"

[Chorus 1]
Am I funny?
You think this is amusing, bitch?
Am I funny?
Was I just your clown?
Am I funny?
You want me to calm down now?
Shut up, I'll smash your teeth in!
Am I funny? Am I nothing but a joke to you?

[Verse 2]
For those who never faced such plight,
Everything seems a lie, 
a childish game.
A flick of fingers, 
and it's gone from sight,
But it's not like that, 
not at all the same.
Every event endured, 
leaves scars upon the soul,
Which can be healed by solace, 
not by scorn.
For you, who wear your rose-tinted glasses whole,
Will never know when suffering's knife will pierce you, torn.
Does this still amuse you? 
I pity you, you see,
For I am more alive right now than you will ever be.

[Bridge]
When your glasses fall, 
all bright will turn to grey,
Your grand illusion will become reality.
For we ourselves built up this castle, 
steeped in greed and apathy,
Concealing horrors, fear, and suffering that hold their sway.
I wouldn't wish this fate on you, 
but I would ask just one thing,
Am I funny now?

[Chorus 2]
Am I funny?
You find this entertaining, bitch?
Am I funny?
You saw me as your fool?
Am I funny?
You dare tell me to settle down?
Shut it, or your smile won't last!
Am I funny? Funny how?

[Outro]
As you might have guessed, I am not funny.
I am just a man who walked through hell and returned.
My goal is not to mock you, 
those who wear rose-tinted glasses,
But to convey to you – you cannot hide behind castles in the air,
Hoping it won't touch you. 
And I would be glad if you recognize all the pain and suffering,
Without having to plunge into that abyss yourselves.
For by uniting together, 
we could walk through all this on an easier path.

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[Intro] I just dug myself from the grave Which I created with my hate. I am arising as a phoenix, breaking the cage, To create my new fate. Some people thought that I was dead inside, And they found my feelings funny. So they ask me: "Am I funny?" And I said: "Funny how?" [Verse 1] After suffering, I started to feel. For them, it seems funny, 'Cause they have other feels. Pink glasses make them happy, And a suffering person for them is a clown, But by their opinion - this is all a fake. To them, my constant pain, My mimicking agony, they find amusing. But revealing my mind, I grabbed their illusory world by the throat, Pinning it to the wall, I cracked their world. Staring intently, I asked: "Am I funny?" [Chorus 1] Am I funny? You think this is amusing, bitch? Am I funny? Was I just your clown? Am I funny? You want me to calm down now? Shut up, I'll smash your teeth in! Am I funny? Am I nothing but a joke to you? [Verse 2] For those who never faced such plight, Everything seems a lie, a childish game. A flick of fingers, and it's gone from sight, But it's not like that, not at all the same. Every event endured, leaves scars upon the soul, Which can be healed by solace, not by scorn. For you, who wear your rose-tinted glasses whole, Will never know when suffering's knife will pierce you, torn. Does this still amuse you? I pity you, you see, For I am more alive right now than you will ever be. [Bridge] When your glasses fall, all bright will turn to grey, Your grand illusion will become reality. For we ourselves built up this castle, steeped in greed and apathy, Concealing horrors, fear, and suffering that hold their sway. I wouldn't wish this fate on you, but I would ask just one thing, Am I funny now? [Chorus 2] Am I funny? You find this entertaining, bitch? Am I funny? You saw me as your fool? Am I funny? You dare tell me to settle down? Shut it, or your smile won't last! Am I funny? Funny how? [Outro] As you might have guessed, I am not funny. I am just a man who walked through hell and returned. My goal is not to mock you, those who wear rose-tinted glasses, But to convey to you – you cannot hide behind castles in the air, Hoping it won't touch you. And I would be glad if you recognize all the pain and suffering, Without having to plunge into that abyss yourselves. For by uniting together, we could walk through all this on an easier path.

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