Carnival of Glass

(The sound of a distant, distorted calliope playing a minor-key waltz. A slow, mechanical wind-up sound clicks as a music box begins to play the main melody.)

Step right up...See the girl who fell for the lie.

Hahaha... it's a hell of a show, isn't it?

(Sparse, eerie piano notes. The beat is a slow, "clunky" trap rhythm that feels like a heavy wooden gear turning.)

You had that wicked smile, the ultimate trap

A velvet cage, a thunderclap

I loved the way you teased me, the "addict" in the ring

Dancing for the master, pulling every string

Seductive eyes, a gaze that burned like fire

A soul-deep flame, my heart’s entire desire

I looked at you and saw myself, or so I thought

But mirrors in a funhouse... they lie a lot.

(A fast, rising synth that sounds like a distorted circus whistle. The drums speed up—snare rolls mimic a drumroll before a dangerous stunt.)

Then the lights went out, the sick truth hit the floor

You’re not a lover, just a leech at the door

Manipulated brain, a mind-game charade

Now my heart is bleeding out on your parade.

(Huge, melodic 808s mixed with a high-pitched, creepy calliope lead. Melodic but heavy.)

I guess I was too trusting, a caring soul to break

Now the sky is black, and you’re a blur I hate

You’ll never have me back, the curtains finally close

What we had is history, that’s just how it goes

You’re a broken mirror, shattered on the floor

Seven years of bad luck... I don't want no more.

[Beat Drop 1 - Carnival Electro / Glitch](A heavy, "wonky" dubstep drop. The bass wobbles sound like distorted carnival laughter. Sharp, glitchy cuts between silence and "carnival" bells.)

(The beat stays, but the melody shifts to a lonely accordion. More "Pop" in the vocal delivery but the lyrics remain dark.)

I told you I wouldn't stay if the respect was gone

But the carnival keeps spinning, even past dawn

I’m jumping off the ride, the "twisted" thrill is dead

I’m cleaning out the poison you planted in my head

Yeah, I see my worth, I’m the star of my own stage

Leaving you behind in this rusted, golden cage.

(Full energy. Layered vocals to sound like a haunting choir.)

I guess I was too trusting, a caring soul to break

Now the sky is black, and you’re a blur I hate

You’ll never have me back, the curtains finally close

What we had is history, that’s just how it goes

You’re a broken mirror, shattered on the floor

Seven years of bad luck... I don't want no more.

[Beat Drop 2 - Heavy Glitch Dubstep](Maximum "twisted" energy. Metallic screeching sounds that mimic a roller coaster braking. The music "breaks" and restarts in different keys.)

(The music drops to a whisper. A single, sad violin plays)

No more thrills.

No more spills.

The "Twisted Circus" is empty now...And the mirror... it doesn't show me you anymore.

It just shows me... me.

I'm getting off the ride...Seven years...Bye-bye, mirror.(Final sound: A distant, lonely circus barker fading into static.)