Front Row Fraud

(Intro)

(Eerie, out-of-tune calliope steam whistle)

(Vocal is theatrical)

Step right up, see the man of the hour

A wilting vine in his ivory tower

The curtains are heavy, the velvet is red

But you don’t hear the things that are said

Hahaha

(Verse 1)

(Tempo kicks in: 150 BPM)

(Polka-style accordion over a heavy, distorted 808 kick)

You juggle the truth like a master of sleight

A glittering trick in the dead of the night

You point to the cage and you say I’m the beast

While you sit at the head of the carnival feast

(Vocal begins to stutter and pitch-shift up)

Behind the— the— the—Welcome to the show...

(Pre-Chorus)

(Rising "Steam-Whistle" synth lead)

(Snare roll like a drumroll for a high-dive)(Hahaha)

You bow for the cameras

You blow them a kiss and a rose

But it’s just a prank!

FOR THE FRONT ROW-SHOW!

(Chorus - THE DROP)

(140 BPM Heavy Carnival Trap Drop)

(Honking brass synths clashing with metallic dubstep growls)

OUT IN PUBLIC! YOU’RE THE RINGMASTER SUPREME!

(Slide whistle glitch)

Living a lie in a technicolor dream!

(Wobble bass with a circus swing)

You spin us around like a carousel ride

While I’m choking on the secrets you hide!

Yeah, you’re the savior, the star of the track

(Heavy distortion)

WITH A KNIFE HIDDEN RIGHT BEHIND YOUR BACK!

(Verse 2)

(Wonky, "drunk" piano melody, fast glitch-hop drums)

They see the lion, they see me roar

They don’t see the whip or the blood smeared on the floor

They pity the tamer, so patient and kind

While you’re twisting the screws on the gears of my mind!

(Aggressive vocal layering)

It’s a stunt!

It’s a fake!

For the audience's sake!

(Bridge)

(Music stops. Only a distant, creepy music box plays)

Behind the curtain... the greasepaint starts to smear.

The crowd goes home... and I’m the only one here.

(Heavy "Jester-Rage" synth riser)

Walking the tightrope!

BALANCING THE DREAD!

(Scream)

TICKET’S COMPLIMENTARY!

(Final Chorus)

(Maximum chaos: 8-bit circus music smashed into heavy Dubstep)

OUT IN PUBLIC! YOU’RE THE RINGMASTER SUPREME!

Living a lie in a technicolor dream!

You spin us around like a carousel ride

While I’m choking on the secrets you hide!Yeah, you’re the savior, the star of the track

PLAYING YOUR PART IN THIS CARNIVAL ATTACK!

(Outro)

(Beat slows down to a dragging, mechanical grind)

The lights go dark... the tent starts to tear...

No one sees the ghost... Standing there.

(Whisper)

The show is over...

But the nightmare’s just begun.

(Hahaha)