♫ The Amazing Digital Circus Song - “World of Everything“

“You, my friend, stumbled into a world of wonders where anything can happen!“’ Join my Discord: 🎵 ivycomb & Stephanafro - World of Everything 🎵 Stream “World of Everything“ on Spotify: Consider becoming a patron and supporting my work over on Floatplane! Follow ivycomb Soundcloud: Spotify: Twitch: Twitter: Reddit: Follow Stephanafro YouTube: @Stephanafro Spotify: Twitter: Twitch: Artwork by PC_Doodle Animation by ivycomb Editing by ivycomb Produced, mixed, mastered by ivycomb Vocals by Stephanafro Written by Stephanafro ------------------------------------------- Lyrics: Fun time! Free time! Mix it all up, put on a show Implode! Explode! Fix it all up cause it’s made of code (x2) Come on, join the ring In this world of everything All the fun and games that can stimulate your brain It’s a new domain Where every day is all the same we’ve even got a toy to dream up your new silly name There’s no need to complain Cause we’ve got everything A crazy clown, a broken frown ...Did anyone else hear that sound? All pleasure or all pain It’s really all the same It’s pretty nice, take my advice... just don’t trip on all your chains Night after night after night after night after night after night after night A world of all, yet nothing’s here Stuck in a loop year after year I feel the laughter looming near Am I the jester, or the butt of the joke? Into the world where colors spin A mismatched face, a cheeky grin I feel the panic setting in This feeling festered for all the ones it broke Fun time! Free time! Mix it all up, put on a show Implode! Explode! Fix it all up cause it’s made of code (x2) Each step I take gets taken back I’ve seen the end, the final act the stage goes black... I’ve seen the cracks. This world of everything I can’t find anything In this world of everything stuck in the in-between This world of everything a sole computer screen In this world of everything I don’t know what it means Run down the hall but it feels like a crawl I keep on running through each door but I’m hitting the wall Sprint through each floor but I’m never too sure if I’m gonna find my way around these bending detours Placed god on my head now I’m sewed up instead but I don’t think I can bear to have him pulling my threads Looked through a machine Now they’re calling me king but my fort is made of pillows and he’s pulling the strings I don’t need dull distractions to save me from abstraction I may be driven to the edge but it won’t be in vain No more “Lights, Camera, Action“ A twisted main attraction We gotta be showstoppers even if we go insane