Lyrics- What's wrong with me? I don't feel like myself Almost like I'm becoming someone else Agh, ooh, agh, ugh, that's better (Ah-h-h-h-hem) Hi kids, do you like night shifts? If I kill the lights, could you survive this? Want me to stick springlocks into my eyelids And rise from the dead like my franchises? (Into madness) I never left the spotlight that I'm in So, "I'm back" does not quite define it Nonetheless, I catch you blind-sided At Fazbear's Fright, now I'm in the right biz Livin' definition of what Frankensteined is Find what's familiar, then bastardize it Back for another bite, oh my, surprisin' Just like the pizza, I'm not expirin' Open up your mind, show me 'round inside Nice frontal lobe, I'd like to try it (oh) Nobody is blowing the top off of my lid What good is a crime done if I don't hide it? My gift to you, this suit? It's a tight fit What's your name, buddy? You might know what mine is Who knows my history? White chalk outlines it Got it figured out? Good, now I'll just rewrite it Chicka-chicka They're linin' up for me ('cause you know we love a show-ee-ow) Right where they wanna be (where you lead us, we'll follow-ee-ow) I pulled off the façade, and finally, I can breathe This smile hits different when you've seen The dark side of my teeth You want answers? You'll get static Check that your vents work or you'll be gaslit Haunted by the past? Tragedies are magic But this rabbit knows a lot more than hat tricks How it hurts to not know what happened here Where's the rest of the staff? (Don't go askin', dear) Too bad that MatPat can't tap in I sent him packin', just kidding, I Springtrapped him (scrap him) On the edge of your seat yet? (Strapped in) Happy to see me back? (Clappin', yay) Love an encore or I'm not an Afton Bet I'll keep you watchin' long as I am slashin' Ever wonder why when a car crashes The reason we all wanna see the wreckage? People need the details even if it's graphic Nothing like a massacre to get foot traffic Line 'em up for me Draw the curtain, it's time to captivate They want a story Got an audience, I won't make 'em wait I've spent so long painting on your smiles That now mine's all wrong Have I become something else? Like it or not, I'm in the hall of fame, son Right beside the greats, allow me to name some Chucky, Norman Bates, Michael, and Jason Pennywise and Freddy (the glove-with-the-blades one) Hannibal, Candyman, such inspirations Call me derivative, so is all of creation Originality is a hallucination So what if I sold my soul in order to make some? We can not have innovation without anything to take from Tap into imagination, how am I to work if I don't get to play none? I've sealed my secrets, but the lock has sprung a leak You'll pry and pry until I bleed That's all you wanna see So light it up for me (this whole place about to blow-ee-ow) Right where I wanna be (right behind you, we'll follow-ee-ow) I've lost the plot and still not found my finale Set fire to my mortality Good night, right back I'll be Quite happily (Abracadabra) In agony (Abracadabra) Just count to three (Abracadabra)
