[Intro] Welcome in, the doors are wide, Cheap arcade lights and pizza signs. Build it up, make money fast, Just don’t ask what’s in the back. Count the coins, dim the light, Everything looks fine tonight... Until something moves outside. [Verse 1] Bought a stage and a plastic bear, Paper plates and a folding chair. Saturday crowds, another upgrade, Every dollar says I’ve got it made. But after hours, the laughter dies, Ventilation hums beneath the lights. There’s scratching somewhere in the wall, And I swear I heard somebody call. Salvage sitting beneath one lamp, Checklist shaking inside my hands. “Do you hear this?” — mark the sheet, While something smiles across from me. [Pre-Chorus] Keep the fan low, kill the sound, Something’s crawling underground. Motion sensor—there it goes, Getting closer... nobody knows. [Chorus] No refunds after midnight, Lock the doors and kill the bright lights. Run your business, play pretend, Pray you make it to the weekend. Every monster heard the call, Now they’re hiding in the walls. Built this place to end the fight— No refunds after midnight. [Verse 2] Molten wires and a broken grin, Old mistakes keep wandering in. Scrap metal dragging through the dark, Every hallway hides another spark. Baby’s voice behind the steel, Lefty’s standing way too still. Something laughs inside the vents, Like it knows exactly how this ends. I thought I came to run a store, Make some cash and nothing more. But every poster, every prize, Was just another perfect disguise. This whole restaurant’s a trap, No escape and no turning back. Every piece has found its place— Now comes the final closing day. [Chorus] No refunds after midnight, Lock the doors and kill the bright lights. Run your business, play pretend, Pray you make it to the weekend. Every monster heard the call, Now they’re hiding in the walls. Built this place to end the fight— No refunds after midnight. [Bridge] You thought you came here by mistake, Another shift, another paycheck. But every road led to this room, Every shadow met its doom. No more parties. No more games. No more hiding behind old names. One last message through the flame: Tonight we finally close this place. [Final Chorus] No refunds after midnight, Watch the building burn with red light. All the ghosts that stayed behind Finally leave the past behind. Every secret, every lie, Every scream beneath the signs. Turn the key and say goodnight— No refunds after midnight. [Outro] The registers are empty now, No birthday songs, no cheering crowd. Just one sign beneath the haze: “Thanks for visiting.” The lights go out. The doors are chained. And Freddy’s finally closed again.
