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Behind the painted smile lies a truth too sharp to ignore. What appears as laughter is only armor, a hollow grin carved to protect a fragile core. In a world where pain becomes spectacle, humor turns from comfort to weapon, shielding the heart from wounds too deep to heal. The mask of mirth hides the cracks of loss, and every joke is a refusal to let sorrow win.
The stage itself is a cruel paradox, bright lights shining upon a soul that would rather stay in the dark. Every taunt, every cruel trick is both defiance and surrender, a declaration that connection is too costly, that attachment is a luxury that ends in ruin. Beneath the mockery lurks the fear of being seen because being seen means being broken again.
This tale is one of denial wrapped in confetti. The audience cheers for chaos, yet the silence between the laughs reveals the truth: the emptiness that humor cannot fill. Every cruel word and twisted prank is not just aimed at others but at the fragile reflection hiding in the spotlight’s glare.
And so the cycle continues, a carnival of cruelty, a jest that never ends. The laughter may echo loudly, but when the curtain falls, all that remains is the faint whisper of what was lost. In the shadows of joy, grief still lingers, waiting for the moment when the mask finally slips.
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Lyrics:
Oh, I’ve got a grin stitched ear to ear,
A punchline sharp enough to draw a tear
Step right up, I’ll make it clear,
The funniest one is standing here.
You scream, you cry, I clap, I cheer,
It’s comedy gold when your pain appears.
You call it cruel, I call it sport,
I’ll play with your feelings and cut them short.
Don’t ask me why I never stay,
Don’t ask me what I threw away…
I buried the name, I locked up the key
No one gets close enough to hurt me.
I’m the funny one! I twist, I tease,
I’ll dance on your nerves with practiced ease.
Your sorrow’s the setup, your rage the gag,
I’ll kick out the chair and wave the flag!
Keys in my pocket, tricks up my sleeve,
Your fragile trust is what I’ll thieve.
I’ll trip your hope, I’ll break your mask,
I laugh because you dared to ask.
Don’t search for good, don’t pull that thread,
Don’t speak the name of the ones long dead.
I lost a friend, I won’t lose more
So I’ll slam the lock and guard the door.
I’m the funny one! A joke, a curse,
I’ll play the villain and make it worse.
Your comfort’s the trap, your kindness weak,
I’ll snap it in half before I speak!
…But sometimes late, when the games all end,
I see the shape of a vanished friend.
A shadow’s echo, a broken plea
And I hate how it still cuts me.
I DON’T CARE ABOUT YOU! I DON’T CARE AT ALL!
YOU’RE JUST TOYS FOR MY LITTLE BRAWL!
Don’t try to fix me, don’t try to pry,
If you look too close
You’ll see me cry.
I’m the funny one! The cruel, the wild,
The jester’s mask, the broken child.
I’ll keep on laughing till the screen goes black,
‘Cause the moment I stop
I won’t come back.
So I’ll wear this grin, it fits just right,
A painted smile in endless night.
You want the truth? You’ll get the pun:
I’m not the good guy…
I’m the funny one.
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