Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] I paint that grin Cracked in the mirror Still I spin They clap on cue Got my tricks But they don’t know the bruise inside the bruise [Pre-Chorus] Every joke Tastes like rust on my tongue Every bow Feels like chains when it’s done [Chorus] I am the jester Here to make you laugh Hold the pose tight Never drop the mask What an agony All broke down But the scene must go on Must go on So I play the game a little while Till the paint runs out of this crooked smile And you finally see the mark under the mask Just a broken toy you wind up Wind up [Verse 2] Confetti rain Covers up the hollow in my chest Cardboard crown Tilted on a head that never rests [Bridge] [low vocal register] If I fall flat on this stage tonight Will you still stay when they kill the lights When the colors fade And the crowd walks past Will you hold the pieces Not the act [Chorus]
Tags
Dark alt-pop ballad over muted drums and dusty keys, male vocals. Intimate verses stay close-mic’d with soft piano and distant pads; chorus widens with distorted bass swells, claps, and doubled vocals. Subtle reverse effects and childlike glockenspiel hits underline the “broken toy” motif. Final chorus pulls instruments back, voice carrying the last line almost a cappella.
Duration
2:00
Instrumental
No
Created
1/13/2026