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Behind the Jester's Smile by Dustin

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Behind the Jester's Smile by Dustin - Indie music cover art

Behind the Jester's Smile

Indie

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Hello, halogen, hello, grease paints on my thumb, The crowd tastes like popcorn and summer gum.
Sequins catch a spotlight, heels click hollow time, I juggle hollow jokes with one quiet rhyme. Sequins flash a forced cackle, plastic laugh on cue, Eyes that skim my outline, never seeing through.
I practice smiling in the mirror of the lights, Hiding tear tracks under paint, tears I never cry at night. Behind the jester's smile, a secret hides, Bright and broken under neon lights. I spin in painted color while my chest runs cold, The laugh keeps ringing, the truth won't hold.
Ukelele strums like a paper fan in hand, Synth pads hum like audience waves, I cannot stand. My red-nosed grin is stitched with cracked lipstick glue, I toss a rubber duck, it bounces back to blue.
Prankster grin, a hollow cheer, applause like distant rain, Confetti rains on stitched-up seams and phantom pain. I spit a paper smile, cue the practice bow, Tucked beneath the sequins, a quieter me keeps howl.
Behind the jester's smile, a secret hides, Bright and broken under neon lights. I spin in painted color while my chest runs cold, The laugh keeps ringing, the truth won't hold. But tonight the paint might start to run.
I peel the greased paint slow, the edges catch and sting, Fingertips taste salt, the stage boards hum and sing. I step off the planked wood, shoe scuff the darkened floor, Catch the fallen smile in my palm, it's lighter than before.
I breathe in the smell of rain and city tar, Hear the echo of applause, turn distance soft and far. I fold the mask like paper, set it on my knee, For the first time, maybe the mirror looks like me.
Behind the jester's smile, the secret comes alive, Bright and broken, but tonight I try to survive. I spin out of painted color, let the chest unfreeze, The laugh keeps ringing, and I answer with a real release. Tonight I let the mask fall, I'll learn to laugh for real.
I spin in painted color while my chest runs cold, The laugh keeps ringing, the truth won't hold. But tonight the paint might start to run.
Curtain lowers, halogen fades to a slower light, Sequence sink with gentle grace into the night. In every practiced laugh, a softer truth revealed, Behind the jester's smile, a quiet heart unsealed.
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