His Perfect Playhouse: A Mr. Hopp Song

Who's afraid of Mr. Hopp?
Squeezes his heads 'til they pop
Who's afraid of Mr. Stripes?
Bloody wounds of all types

Who's afraid to meet Miss Bo?
Torn in half, head to toe
Do you fear The Entity?
Suffer his enmity

Sealed inside a familiar prison
A frightened mouse in a twisted maze
My demons hunt me with keen precision
And all I have left is eluding their gaze

When you can't believe your eyes
Will you trust the scars and heed their warning?
Can you face your own demise
And shatter your fear?

Living 'til tomorrow
On time I had to borrow
But death may be my only way out
Trapped inside his perfect playhouse

Every noise, every footstep beckons
Evil toys shambling through the door
They've tasted blood and their back for seconds
So give them a bite that's too loud to ignore

If I die inside this dream
Will the walls come down, or slowly crush me?
Holding onto every scream
A shot in the dark

You're tired and you're bleeding
But somehow, you're succeeding
So watch your step and mind the layout
Trapped inside his perfect playhouse

Puzzle pieces fall in place
One last nightmare left to face
But time's slipping away, out of your grasp

Is this the end of my final chapter?
A page away from my tragic turn
Locked in a box with my monstrous captor
I'm staying alive just to watch it all burn!

Now I'm living on a prayer
In a game of chance I can't risk losing
There's electric in the air
The storm is perfect (perfect, perfect, perfect)

But now the mask is slipping
The seams have started ripping
My destiny is calling
The axe has started falling
And everything's depending
On who here knows the ending
I'll never rest until I breakout
Trapped inside his perfect playhouse

Who's afraid of Mr. Hopp?
Squeezes his heads 'til they pop
Who's afraid of Mr. Stripes?
Bloody wounds of all types

Who's afraid to meet Miss Bo?
Torn in half, head to toe
Do you fear The Entity?
Suffer his enmity