(Intro)
"Welcome to Joey Drew’s studios!"
The lights flicker dim, the shadows grow,
A twisted world beneath the glow.
Where ink runs wild and dreams are torn,
Come step inside—beware, you’ve been warned.
(Verse 1)
The wheels keep turning, the gears won’t stop,
A world of wonders that’s gone to rot.
In the halls, the whispers scream,
A cartoon world, but not what it seems.
Alice is an angel, set from above,
But something’s wrong, no light, no love.
Her smile so sweet, her voice a song,
But in the darkness, it all feels wrong.
(Chorus)
When the ink drops, it stains your soul,
A twisted place that takes its toll.
The pages turn, but you can’t run,
In Joey’s studio, it’s never done.
Sleep, sleep, little sheep,
In the ink you’ll fall so deep.
Try to hide, try to flee,
But the ink will find you, wait and see.
(Verse 2)
Bendy’s laughing, lurking near,
A twisted smile, a sense of fear.
The ink will rise, the shadows creep,
No escape, no place to sleep.
The machines hum, they breathe, they moan,
As the lines between worlds are overthrown.
The walls are closing, the doors are locked,
When the ink drops, the world’s been shocked.
(Pre-Chorus)
Alice is an angel, set from above,
But something’s wrong, no light, no love.
Her smile so sweet, her voice a song,
But in the darkness, it all feels wrong.
(Chorus)
When the ink drops, it stains your soul,
A twisted place that takes its toll.
The pages turn, but you can’t run,
In Joey’s studio, it’s never done.
Sleep, sleep, little sheep,
In the ink you’ll fall so deep.
Try to hide, try to flee,
But the ink will find you, wait and see.
(Bridge)
Bendy is coming, no place to hide,
With every step, the darkness divides.
The ink runs thicker, the air grows cold,
As the story of horror continues to unfold.
Try not to bend the rules,
The ink’s got plans, it’s got its tools.
The world is breaking, the lines are blurred,
In Joey Drew’s world, you're never heard.
(Chorus)
When the ink drops, it stains your soul,
A twisted place that takes its toll.
The pages turn, but you can’t run,
In Joey’s studio, it’s never done.
Sleep, sleep, little sheep,
In the ink you’ll fall so deep.
Try to hide, try to flee,
But the ink will find you, wait and see.
(Outro)
The ink it stains, it’s here to stay,
In Joey’s world, you’ll lose your way.
When the ink drops, it’s all for naught,
A nightmare made, a soul that's caught.
