[Verse 1] Am F Something here seems foul Am F Something here just reeks of blood and suffering F Am Could it be these walls are echoing E Of death? Am We'll see [Verse 2]
Am F In all my dreams I see Am F E A maze of halls with bloody walls and countless scrawls reminding me "it's me" Am E Don't play these games you've lost your fright E I'm armed with more than a light Am And I'm surviving five nights [Verse 3] Am F No phones no screams no more Am F E Just you and me a gun or three and nothing else between me and this door N.C. You bring the fur I'll bring the fight N.C. Hey Foxy come get a bite N.C. 'Cause I'm surviving five nights [Outro] (Mark) *shoots a dude* (Dude) *dies* (Mark) Wait... you're not Foxy. (Cops)
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