Spotlight Syndrome

[BPM: 102, Key: F Minor

Style: Theatrical Pop / Dark Pop / Glam Rock

Energy: Haunting, dramatic, unstable but controlled, expressive, polished production]

…hello?

Is anyone there?

Every shadow wears my face

Every mirror shifts in place

I don’t know which one is me

They all stare so perfectly

Hear applause inside my head

Even when the crowd has fled

Silence doesn’t feel like peace

It just echoes endlessly

Am I real or just the role?

Did I lose it, or control it?

Spotlight syndrome

I can’t turn it off

Even in the dark

I still perform

Spotlight syndrome

Every breath I fake

Every move I make

Feels pre-recorded

Conversations feel rehearsed

Every word a polished curse

I don’t speak—I simulate

Every feeling I create

Do they see me disappear?

Or the version they revere?

If I break, will they applaud?

Or just watch me fall apart?

Am I living, or on cue?

Is there anything that’s true?

Spotlight syndrome

I can’t turn it off

Even in the dark

I still perform

Spotlight syndrome

Every breath I fake

Every move I make

Feels pre-recorded

Say my name…

(VIPER…)

Again—

(VIPER…)

Louder—

(VIPER! VIPER!)

…who is that?

Spotlight syndrome

Now I’m too far gone

Even when it’s wrong

I keep it on

Spotlight syndrome

If I disappear

Would you even hear—

Or just cheer?

…applause…

(applause echoes…)

…please stop.