The Morning After
Imaginary Band

[Verse 1]
I woke up in a haze, the sun cutting like a knife,
Empty bottles glaring, as if they'd stolen my life.
The echoes of laughter, now haunting my head,
Dancing with demons, oh, the things that I said.
My shadow's a stranger, with a grin made of sin,
Reloading old memories, where the hell have I been?
Confetti of bad choices strewn across my floor,
Every ounce of regret, pounding at my door.

[Chorus]
Oh, the morning after, a cruel masquerade,
With a crown made of thorns, and a throne that decayed.
Screaming at reflections, in drug-smeared glass,
This unholy circus, can’t believe I’d up and passed.

[Verse 2]
The city's still spinning, but I’m grounded in shame,
Calendar pages flipping, who am I to blame?
With a head full of chaos, and a heart half in flight,
I'm a jester at dawn, with my blackened-out knight.
Memories blurry like smoke in the air,
I’m laughing with ghosts, but the punchline's a scare.
Decisions like fireworks, lighting up my night,
Now flickering remnants, fading out of sight.

[Chorus]
Oh, the morning after, a cruel masquerade,
With a crown made of thorns, and a throne that decayed.
Screaming at reflections, in drug-smeared glass,
This unholy circus, can’t believe I’d up and passed.

[Bridge]
Staring in the abyss, it’s a face I don’t know,
The crowd's gone silent, they’ve all exited the show.
Left with this riddle, in a storm of my making,
Just a puppet on strings, now my soul’s slowly breaking.

[Outro]
So here’s to the chaos, to the scars that I wear,
In the wreckage of love, and the weight of despair.
I’ll rise like a phoenix, from these ashes of pride,
But for now, I’m just a shadow, where the wild things reside.