[Intro] [Verse 1] Whispers rise from the cracks in the floor, A music box spins, but the tune’s turned to w*r. Shadows waltz in the flicker of moon, The choir hums low—a dissonant croon. [Pre-Chorus] Gears grind, iron bones scream, A carnival claw tears through the dream. Fog wraps the streets in a shivering veil, The synth’s hungry pulse starts to rewrite the tale. [Chorus] Midnight carousel, teeth in the grin, Industrial hearts where the chaos begins. Darkwaves c***h as the B-movie rolls, A funhouse of horrors eats into your soul. [Verse 2] The clown’s hollow laugh melts into static, A retro-funk bassline—cold, automatic. The pipe organ wheezes, the crowd’s all a ghost, The lullaby’s twisted, but we love it the most. [Pre-Chorus] Sirens wail through the neon decay, The synth’s razor edge carves night into day. A waltz for the wicked, a scream in the air, The circus of shadows is everywhere. [Chorus] Midnight carousel, teeth in the grin, Industrial hearts where the chaos begins. Darkwaves c***h as the B-movie rolls, A funhouse of horrors eats into your soul. [Bridge] Film reel flickers—a monster’s debut, The funk’s got a bite, and it’s coming for you. The choir’s now chanting in backwards disguise, The carousel stalls… but the nightmare still flies. [Outro]