I'm in the office, alone and scared.
Little do I know, I'm about to be scarred.
I hear the footsteps. He's getting close.
I feel the fear, but I can't leave here.
He seems alive and so aware.
Springtrap's coming for me, and I can't escape. He makes me feel weak, and I'm just trying to get by.
He's in the vent, and he's getting close.
My breathing stops, I can't get loose.
His soul is dead, yet so alive.
I don't think I will make it out alive.
Springtrap's coming for me, and I can't escape. He makes me feel weak, and I'm just trying to get by.