The Attic

Come up, won't you come up?

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This attic filled with creatures, forced to control my features

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

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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

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!

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