Lyrics: Timothy Ames
Music: Timothy Ames
What's wrong with me?
I don't feel like myself…
Almost like I'm…
…becoming someone else…
That's better
Hi kids!
Do you like night shifts?
If I kill the lights, could you survive this?
Want me to stick spring-locks into my eyelids?
And rise from the dead, like my franchises?
I never left the spotlight that I'm in
So " I'm back ", does not quite define it
Nonetheless, I'll catch your blind-sided
At Fazbear's Fright, right now I'm in the right 'biz
Living definition of what "Frankensteined" is
Find what's familiar, then bastardize it
Back for another bite
Oh my -surprising!
Just like the pizza, I'm not expirin'!
Open up your mind
Show me round inside
Nice frontal lobe
I'd like to try it!
Nobody is blowing the top off of my lid
What good has a crime done
If I don't hide it?
My gift to you
This suit? It's a tight fit
What's your name, buddy?
You might know what mine is
Who knows my history?
White chalk outlines it
Got it figured out? Good
Now I'll just rewrite it…
THEY'RE LINING UP FOR ME
('Cuz you know we love a show)
RIGHT WHERE THEY WANNA BE
(Where you lead us, we'll follow)
I PULLED UP THE FACADE
AND FINALLY I CAN BREATHE
THIS SMILE HITS DIFFERENT WHEN YOU'VE SEEN
THE DARK SIDE OF MY TEETH
You want answers?
You'll get static
Check that your vents work!
Or you'll be gaslit
Haunted by the past?
Tragedies are magic
But this rabbit knows a lot more than hat tricks
How it hurts, to not know what happened here
Where's the rest of the staff?
Don't go askin' dear
Too bad that MatPat can't tap in
I sent him packing
Just kiddin'- I spring-trapped him!
On the edge of your seat yet?
( Strapped in! )
Happy to see me back?
( Clapping! )
Love an encore
Or I'm not an Afton
Bet I'll keep you watching
As long as I am slashing!
Ever wonder why, when a car crashes?
The reason we all wanna see the wreckage?
People need the details
Even if it's graphic
Nothing like a massacre
To get foot traffic!
LINE 'EM UP FOR ME!
DRAW THE CURTAINS, IT'S TIME TO CAPTIVATE!
THEY WANT A STORY!
GOT AN AUDIENCE- I WON'T MAKE THEM WAIT!
I'VE SPENT SO LONG
PAINTING ON YOUR SMILES
THAT NOW MINE'S ALL WRONG
HAVE I BECOME SOMETHING ELSE?
Like it or not, I'm in the hall of fame, son
Right beside the greats
Allow me to name some:
Chucky, Norman Bates
Michael and Jason
Pennywise and Freddy
(The glove-with-the-blades one)
Hannibal. Candyman.
Such inspirations!
Call me derivative!
So is all of creation!
Originality is a hallucination
So what if I sold my soul?
In order to make some?!
We cannot have innovation
Without anything to take from
Tap into imagination
How am I to work, if I don't get to play none?
I've sealed my secrets
But the lock has sprung a leak
You'll pry…
…and pry until I bleed!
That's all you wanna see!
SO LIGHT IT UP FOR ME
(This whole place about to blow)
RIGHT WHERE I WANNA BE
(Right behind you, we'll follow)
I'VE LOST THE PLOT AND STILL NOT FOUND MY FINALE
SET FIRE
TO MY MORTALITY
GOOD NIGHT, RIGHT BACK I'LL BE!
(Abracadabra)
QUITE HAPPILY
(Abracadabra)
IN AGONY
(Abracadabra)
JUST COUNT TO THREE
(Abracadabra)