| Dark, unlike all the others
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| Dark, is the only thing I’m seeing
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| Dark, pixelated stutters, unlike all the others
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| I like hiding in the dark
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| Unlike all the others
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| Dark, is the only thing I’m seeing
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| Dark, pixelated stutters, unlike all the others
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| I like hiding in the dark
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| I took the wrong request
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| Read a sign for some work swayin' in the wind
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| Help wanted in security, I thought I read
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| But when I got to the job, it was all a mess
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| I must’ve missed the fine print
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| You might lose your eyelids
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| Better watch for the ones that’ll sit there smilin'
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| 'Cause they skulk, unnoticed, making trouble in the halls
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| Thought I had a good gig but I couldn’t be more wrong
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| Keep calm, delirium hits fast
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| Not long before I’m’a get whiplash
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| Radio broadcast, I’m callin' for dispatch
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| Electrical tampering, interference
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| I’m here to repair all the Fazbears
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| Sound the alarm, heard there was a fire
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| Back at the last place, maybe they were liars
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| Crank it into high gear, I don’t wanna die here
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| In a world that’s gone so virtual
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| Real life feels so damn digital, pixels are fictional
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| But there’s teddy bears out there gettin' physical
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| Didn’t believe the stories I heard
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| To be honest, they sounded absurd
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| But I needed the money, thought it’d be quick to incur
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| Boy, have I learned
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| The flyer said leave at 6AM
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| Wonder why I’m the one suffering to bits
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| I’m runnin', I’m punished, all of a sudden they’re comin'
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| Those eyes are glowin', they’re showin', havin' a seizure, I’m foamin'
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| Yeah! |
| They look fried with their tilted heads
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| Tower high in the night as the blood, it sheds
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| Hold up, I can’t breathe, I’m choking, suffocate, lungs are implodin'
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| Beaten, they’ve won, no controllin'
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| Virtual death is becomin' dark
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| Unlike all the others
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| Dark, is the only thing I’m seeing
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| Dark, pixelated stutters, unlike all the others
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| I like hiding in the dark!
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| Unlike all the others
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| Dark is the only thing I’m seeing
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| Dark! |
| Pixelated stutters, unlike all the others
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| Monsters come in many forms, some see shadows with horns
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| Others, afraid of what’s behind the door
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| But I see an army that’s lead by four
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| And they got their minions doin' dirty work
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| Plush Babys sneak like they’re burglars
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| Out from my insides, is that how it works?
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| It really doesn’t matter if they get me first
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| How can this place be up and runnin'?
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| All you can hear is the constant thumpin'
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| Echoes of footsteps, creatures hummin'
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| Bones, they’re crunchin', on the kids, they’re munchin'
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| Maybe, I can do some good but I’m here to repair the dangerous
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| Mechanical purchases, what a burden
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| I’m worried, I’m nervous to service 'em
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| Strip wires, replace that fuse
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| Tighten up all the screws that are loose
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| I refuse to believe that they’re bad from the start
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| Whoa, shoulda kept my distance
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| In the flash of an instant, I regret fixin' 'em
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| Now, they look more ticked than a T-1000, terminate all of them
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| Freddy, up and ready to commit
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| The real Devil and he’s stuffin' all the kids
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| So close to finish up my shift
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| A couple minutes 'til 6AM
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| I never wanna see this fuckin' place again
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| Freddy and all of his terrible friends
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| This is what happens when tragedy hits
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| Burning in eternal Hell 'til the end
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| Dark, unlike all the others
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| Dark, is the only thing I’m seeing
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| Dark, pixelated stutters, unlike all the others
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| I like hiding in the
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| Dark! |
| Unlike all the others
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| Is the only thing I’m seeing
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| Pixelated stutters, unlike all the others
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| I like hiding in the dark |