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Step Into the Lonely Circus 1 by Dũng

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Step Into the Lonely Circus 1 by Dũng - Dark Pop,Female (Breathy, Emotive) Vocals music cover art

Step Into the Lonely Circus 1

Dark Pop,Female (Breathy, Emotive) Vocals

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Lyrics
Description
[Verse 1]
Neon teeth grin from a tent of rust,
Sawdust dusted with old applause and dust.
I juggle names like cigarette ash, slow—
Each one falls, a quiet, hollow show.
[Pre-Chorus]
Cracked mirror—one reflection lies.
A wire snaps; the hallway counts our sighs.
[Chorus]
Step into the Lonely Circus — where the lights forget your name.
Sawdust and ticket stubs that smell of yesterday's flame.
The ringmaster has no face, just a map of roads unnamed.
Step into the Lonely Circus — where the lights forget your name.
[Verse 2]
Clowns fold their smiles into paper boats,
They sail on a puddle of yesterday's notes.
Carousel horses bite the moon with painted teeth—
We circle out our promises beneath.
[Pre-Chorus]
A breath held behind a painted grin.
The snapping wire counts how far we've been.
[Chorus]
Step into the Lonely Circus — where the lights forget your name.
Sawdust and ticket stubs that smell of yesterday's flame.
The ringmaster has no face, just a map of roads unnamed.
Step into the Lonely Circus — where the lights forget your name.
[Bridge — Reveal]
In the center ring he peels off his skin of silk,
A paper mask folds down to reveal a child with milk-stained lips.
Someone in the crowd wipes a tear; the ticket turns to flame.
The band plays one wrong note and every shadow finds a name.
[Chorus — Full]
Step into the Lonely Circus — where the lights forget your name.
Sawdust and ticket stubs that smell of yesterday's flame.
The ringmaster has no face; he trades your laugh for a claim.
Step into the Lonely Circus — where the lights forget your name.
[Outro]
We fold our hands on borrowed applause,
Count out the last pennies of what we lost.
Under the striped sky the slow drums keep their shame—
Stay a while in the lonely tent where no one knows your name.
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