Lyrics The Attic - Rockit Gaming

The Attic

Might be their next procedure, cut me open with a sharpened cleaver
My fears have all awakened, I’m feelin' all their hatred
Murdered by my creations, is it just imagination fadin'?
(Fadin', fadin')
Won’t you come up
When you hear the footsteps, heat sets in
Better not forget where they came in
Can you feel the static, 'cause it’s so dramatic up in the attic
When you feel the panic start to stir
Memories, they have a way to blur
Who is the creation, 'cause it’s so dramatic up in the attic
Won’t you come up?
Wake up, what happened, my memory’s hard to manage
You can’t just leave me up in an attic to panic
You took advantage of a man with a family, that’s savage
But I’ll work with these classic gadgets, computers and fragile cameras
The clock is glitchin', Creation broke in the system
I’m clickin' through and switchin' through different villains, I witness
I’m victim to superstition, my death was already written
Demons, they’ve made their decision, there’s no point in my resistance, I burn!
Ignited in a pattern, the fallen crawl in after
These embers turn to ashes, hope the creatures don’t forget their master
My bones up in the rafters, they’re crushed to compound fractures
This attic’s a disaster, guess I’m lucky it’s the final chapter
Won’t you come up
When you hear the footsteps, heat sets in
Better not forget where they came in
Can you feel the static, 'cause it’s so dramatic up in the attic
When you feel the panic start to stir
Memories, they have a way to blur
Who is the creation, 'cause it’s so dramatic up in the attic
This fire’s burnin' through my skin, it’s meltin' to the bone
The fallen hangin' over me, dismantled broken clones
I’m lookin' up from on the floor, and there’s a burnin' home
I must be dreamin', 'cause I’m not about to die alone!
I can’t explain what happened, it mangled my mind
Endoskeletons hang up in attics, no matter the time
I tried to make everything right, but this evil creation does whatever it likes!
He’s ignited, combined with wires of all different sizes
Got red eyes, looks like Bonnie, but with a hook that’s from Foxy
Standin' on legs from Chica, animatronic demeanor
I’m lookin' death right in the face, now I’m a Five Night believer!
Won’t you come up
When you hear the footsteps, heat sets in
Better not forget where they came in
Can you feel the static, 'cause it’s so dramatic up in the attic
When you feel the panic start to stir
Memories, they have a way to blur
Who is the creation, 'cause it’s so dramatic up in the attic