crowd noise
4: easy

It's easy to make people scream. So much harder to make them smile and now you face me/I face you: mirrors of what we'd been, and what we could have been. You will make me scream/I will make you smile and we play by proxy because you've lost another battle and I've won and we'll never be on equal grounds because screams birth fear and fear crushes you and I just can't accept my agony. But that's okay. You loved the cheers, once. I'll bring you back to life with them; I'll put a smile on your face – and theirs.