Bread and Circuses

Описание: Bread and Circuses
A fleeting indie pop song about quiet boredom and soft illusions.

Machina Tunes Lux
Vocal: Semi-Detached Youth
Music: Suno AI
Lyrics & Direction: Machina

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【Lyrics】
Sunday afternoon
standing by the bakery
paper bag dreams
breaking quietly
Turn the TV down
no one’s really listening
You drop sugar
into your milk

Boredom feels
like a bad habit
We’re getting good
at looking away

Bread and circuses
practice your smile
Everybody’s fine
in this town
Bread and circuses
clap a little louder
Truth is always
coming later

Subway window
your reflected face
Yesterday’s promise
misplaced
In my pocket
a tiny lie
No direction
but it’s warm

Happiness is
thin paper
More folds
every day

Bread and circuses
before the curtain rises
Your blinking eyes
are the sign
Bread and circuses
a nameless showcase
The things we want
never line up

I don’t wanna be saved
I just wanna stay awake
Back row seats
in the crowd
If it’s with you
that’s enough

Bread and circuses
after the last applause
crumbs of hope
on the floor
Bread and circuses
picking them up slowly
Let’s forget
the way home

Sunday is still
pretending not to end
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※ This song is an original AI-assisted work.