Springtrap Sings A Song
Come to Freddy Fazbear's, it's all the rage
Double cheese, robotic shows, the perfect bait
That was in the 80's, so fast forward to today
My pizza place is now in ruins, but I'm keen for it to stay
For my legacy remains, and no one knows the real truth
They even did forensics, never found a shred of proof
They checked between the walls, inside the vents, and in the halls
But did they ever think to check inside the fury metal suits, no
I'm sorry Mr. Schmidt, you really lost the plot
No one in recruitment will offer you a job
But there may be one position off the books I maybe got
You'll have to work the nights, and no, it doesn't pay a lot
So, take the keys, and watch the screens
A piece of cake, security
Oh, there is one little thing I should point out before you go
I built this friggin' place, and yeah, I took your little bro
So, Mike, have a good time
You'll make it through the first, but you'll never make five
My children will wake up, I feed on their cries
I'll give a little raise, if you dare to survive
Your brother, he's gone, he was easy to catch
Oh, Freddy's the place to get hunted and snatched
So, dream all you want, but you won't get him back
I'm setting the scene, and I'm springing the trap
Vanessa, oh bless her, my daughter, my blood
Whatever you do, keep your mouth firmly shut
You'll protect, and you'll serve, but you'll keep up a front
For you know that my Freddy's ain't like Pizza Hut
All the little kids I took are inside
I snatched, and I murdered, I should have been fried
Now the ghosts of the lost that were tortured and died
Are attached to my curse, and they come out at night
I'm their master, I dictate the ones they go after
I took all their innocence, kindness, and laughter
Then stuffed them in suits quiet conveniently after
But rumors destroyed us, a PR disaster
Who is this guy, you should have just died
Your brother is gone, and the children, they lied
Your sister is toast, and there's no place to hide
We'll stuff you in suits trapped forever inside
So, Mike, have a good time
You'll make it through the first, but you'll never make five
My children will wake up, I feed on their cries
I'll give a little raise, if you dare to survive
Your brother, he's gone, he was easy to catch
Oh, Freddy's the place to get hunted and snatched
So, dream all you want, but you won't get him back
I'm setting the scene, and I'm springing the trap
No, you'll never take my children away
Your sister, she'll join them, forever they'll play
In this old pizzeria, you're destined to stay
All the walls, they'll turn red like your bro's little plane
I'm a killer, a sinner, a terrible dad
My thoughts are perverted, they're evil and bad
But your sister, she's clever, she's setting a trap
They all turn against me, the walls, they collapse
So, Mike, have a good time
You'll make it through the first, but you'll never make five
(You'll never make five)
My children will wake up, I feed on their cries
I'll give a little raise, if you dare to survive
Your brother, he's gone, he was easy to catch
Oh, Freddy's the place to get hunted and snatched
So, dream all you want, but you won't get him back
I'm setting the scene, and I'm springing the trap
Double cheese, robotic shows, the perfect bait
That was in the 80's, so fast forward to today
My pizza place is now in ruins, but I'm keen for it to stay
For my legacy remains, and no one knows the real truth
They even did forensics, never found a shred of proof
They checked between the walls, inside the vents, and in the halls
But did they ever think to check inside the fury metal suits, no
I'm sorry Mr. Schmidt, you really lost the plot
No one in recruitment will offer you a job
But there may be one position off the books I maybe got
You'll have to work the nights, and no, it doesn't pay a lot
So, take the keys, and watch the screens
A piece of cake, security
Oh, there is one little thing I should point out before you go
I built this friggin' place, and yeah, I took your little bro
So, Mike, have a good time
You'll make it through the first, but you'll never make five
My children will wake up, I feed on their cries
I'll give a little raise, if you dare to survive
Your brother, he's gone, he was easy to catch
Oh, Freddy's the place to get hunted and snatched
So, dream all you want, but you won't get him back
I'm setting the scene, and I'm springing the trap
Vanessa, oh bless her, my daughter, my blood
Whatever you do, keep your mouth firmly shut
You'll protect, and you'll serve, but you'll keep up a front
For you know that my Freddy's ain't like Pizza Hut
All the little kids I took are inside
I snatched, and I murdered, I should have been fried
Now the ghosts of the lost that were tortured and died
Are attached to my curse, and they come out at night
I'm their master, I dictate the ones they go after
I took all their innocence, kindness, and laughter
Then stuffed them in suits quiet conveniently after
But rumors destroyed us, a PR disaster
Who is this guy, you should have just died
Your brother is gone, and the children, they lied
Your sister is toast, and there's no place to hide
We'll stuff you in suits trapped forever inside
So, Mike, have a good time
You'll make it through the first, but you'll never make five
My children will wake up, I feed on their cries
I'll give a little raise, if you dare to survive
Your brother, he's gone, he was easy to catch
Oh, Freddy's the place to get hunted and snatched
So, dream all you want, but you won't get him back
I'm setting the scene, and I'm springing the trap
No, you'll never take my children away
Your sister, she'll join them, forever they'll play
In this old pizzeria, you're destined to stay
All the walls, they'll turn red like your bro's little plane
I'm a killer, a sinner, a terrible dad
My thoughts are perverted, they're evil and bad
But your sister, she's clever, she's setting a trap
They all turn against me, the walls, they collapse
So, Mike, have a good time
You'll make it through the first, but you'll never make five
(You'll never make five)
My children will wake up, I feed on their cries
I'll give a little raise, if you dare to survive
Your brother, he's gone, he was easy to catch
Oh, Freddy's the place to get hunted and snatched
So, dream all you want, but you won't get him back
I'm setting the scene, and I'm springing the trap
Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Etchells, Tyler Levs, Joe Gautrey
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