Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Step right up
Cheap thrills
Steep bill
They comp you the mask
Then invoice your will

Clowns in good suits
Juggle your days
Laugh track so loud
You can’t hear the case

They sell you the show
In slices of time
You think you’re off work
They’re clocking your mind

Snacks in both hands
Hands off the file
You clap on command
You’re tried by your smile

[Bridge]
Panem in prime time
Channel your doubt
Spin every question
To “vote” and “pout”

They call it a break
It fractures your sight
You binge on the bait
They’re fasting on light

One hand in your feed
One hand in the vault
They frame the debate
Then blame you for fault

[Hook]
Roman circus
Round and round
Seats are cheap
But the silence’s crowned

Eyes on the ring
While the rules all shift
You’re “just killing time”
That’s the perfect gift

Roman circus
Laugh on cue
Every punchline
Punches through

If the truth’s “too deep”
They’ll keep it shallow
Give you the bread
Make your mind hollow

[Verse 2]
News as a costume
Drama in drag
Facts under makeup
Branded with tags

They slip you a script
You mouth every line
Call it “my opinion”
They wrote the design

Bright little battles
Over team-colored foam
You cheer for the cage
You call it your home

Scroll ’til you’re numb
Thumb in a trance
You think you’re the judge
You’re part of the dance

[Bridge]
Spotlight on circuses
Dark on the books
They edit the index
Then sell you the looks

Every “up next”
Is down one truth
They harvest the heat
Then bill it as youth

If you ever look up
And the ring feels tight
Ask who owns the tent
Who’s dimming the light

[Hook]
Roman circus
Round and round
Seats are cheap
But the silence’s crowned

Eyes on the ring
While the rules all shift
You’re “just killing time”
That’s the perfect gift

Roman circus
Laugh on cue
Every punchline
Punches through

If the truth’s “too deep”
They’ll keep it shallow
Give you the bread
Make your mind hollow