I wake up on Christmas day I go knocking for my parents But no-one's awake I must admit This intro seems a little cliché But I won't let a thing like missing parents Get in my way As I'm checking around I notice something's wrong I don't remember leaving my steam logged on There's a mince pie that's been bitten On the letter that I'd written As I'm clicking I can see That all my games are gone
But then I hear a clatter of pots and pans There's some inky footprints next to the fan And at the window there's a figure of a tall thin man So I grabbed my crappy little torch and I ran
Someone call Tim Burton 'Cus it's really quite the scene I thought that this was Christmas Bur it feels like Halloween When I put on my wishlist That all my favourite characters could let off steam I didn't think that Santa Would take me literally
I head to the kitchen To see what awaits me To find Freddy Fazbear making the gravy Bonnie the bunny is chopping the runner beans Foxy has got Yorkshire puddings a-baking The Chica ain't lurking She's cheerfully chirping And eagerly working on stuffing the turkey But I hope it's all that ends up stuffed tonight Because that Golden Freddy suit there is just my size
These guys aren't as scary as they were before Slender man's hanging mistletoe over the door And Doctor Trager's making paper snowflakes on the floor Whilst Pyramid Head hogs all the green triangles
Someone call Tim Burton 'Cus it's really quite the scene I thought that this was Christmas Bur it feels like Halloween When I put on my wishlist That all my favourite characters could let off steam I didn't think that Santa Would take me literally
Down by the presents The Puppet he beckons 'Cus every gift has a new furry friend in But soon Momma's tucked them all back in bedding 'Cus batteries ever seem to last ten second The butcher gang is carolling out in the yard Whilst Bendy and Boris are signing their cards SCP 173 well he's bad at charades He's as fast as you like, but he can't move his arms
All the kids are playing their new toys and games It's 6's turn but Emily wants to play And Granny keeps trying to take the teddy away Mrs. Baker's baking has a most peculiar taste
Monica plays piano whilst Sayori hangs the banners Yuri brought the bottles so Natsuki's getting hammered The Principal is listing all the gifts he got from Santa Whilst Baldi counts the days until next Christmas on the planner Grace with a table of sadists Whilst Sander Cohen's curating the playlist I'm spending boxing day at the neighbour's Just so long as I don't go in the basemant
And I don't know Why they chose me To host their Christmas festivities But I pray To Alice Angel on top of that tree That they take the corpses when they leave
I wake up on boxing they alone All my new friends had to go home But they left me with the best memories I've known And an awful lot of blood stains out in the snow Oh and my folks are okay I guess I should mention They just spend the day in a pocket dimension Running for their lives From the demons chased them Now they constantly scream But they bought me a PlayStation
So someone call up MatPat 'Cus it seems like theorists dream And though it may be fun in concept The lore implications might brake at the seems I guess even evil characters just need to let off Steam They just one day's holiday From making Markiplier ScreamTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
