This was a first in many different areas, this is the first time I've ever sung, the first time I've ever rapped, the first time I've ever done this kind of art.

This took half a week to make, I hope you like it.

Instrumental: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vndig41H504


LYRICS:


This is not a drill, I repeat, this is not a drill
We have a code 26, evacuate chamber LR67 immediately
If you are native and possess a blue token, please report to reception


In the largest region of the mindspace
Lies a subset space, a familiar place
A place for ponies of any race
Pick up the pace, take your place
You're not ready for the horrors they face

Listen up pal, I won't tell you again
The ponies here, they don't want to be friends
Trapped in a pen
Their life depends on whether someone sends
Them up to see the light again


Made for a story that didn't last
We must escape, it's closing fast
Ponies lie dead, but we'll make it through
We must make it to the waiting room

Fourth wall sentience comes at a price
The consequences aren't all nice
We're not sorry, cause we'll make it through
We will make it to the waiting room


Celestia, Twilight, saved by nopony
The bigger the name, the bigger the phony
Then there's Hasbro, Fimfiction, tools for the brony
Did you ever ask what they do to a pony?

The horrors they face just aren't enough
The monsters are rough, and the battle is tough
But they grit and they bear, and they do all they can
But they never seem to do enough

The fourth wall's gone, it's completely shattered
It's gone like it didn't matter
Hold your chatter
The moral's darker, the story's sadder
Don't zone out we've just begun the platter

Fictional ponies feel pain, you know
Like right now, in this hypocritical show
Our little heroes really need to go
LR67 is about to blow


Hell in the fiction and hell down here
Fate keeps us trapped, living in fear
Everything's set up to spell our doom
We must make it to the waiting room

We don't think that every writer's cruel
But we must still play by their rules
Underground the meta starts anew
We will make it to the waiting room

(Instrumental)


Made for a story that didn't last
We can't escape, it's closing fast
Ponies lie dead, and we'll die here too
We can't make it to the waiting room

Fourth wall sentience comes at a price
The consequences aren't all nice
We're not sorry, cause we'll die here too
We won't make it to the waiting room!

(Instrumental)

We didn't make it to the waiting room!


In the largest region of the mindspace
Lies a subset space, a familiar place
And in the end, every character meets their doom
Forever lost and forgotten in the waiting room