Playtime Co.

Lyrics

Intro
beat thumping, factory siren wailing
Motion lights flicker on
Rust on every bolt
Sign on the gate half gone
“Welcome back” in cult red

Verse 1
Clock in, punch card, graveyard shift
Dust on the line, whole place drift
Chain on the door, cut that quick
If it moves in the dark, that’s your own damn risk

Conveyor belt coughin’ up parts like teeth
Old clown head with a crack in the cheek
Eyes light blue, then blink, then bleed
(oh shit) yeah, the plastic breathes

Posters peeling, “SMILE FOR THE KIDS!”
Under that, claws and bite marks, prints
Tiny hand drag-marks, red not paint
Every cute mascot turned insane

Forklift rolls with nobody drivin’
Voice in the vents say “we’ve been silent”
Box full of dolls all twist they spine
In unison whisper, “you’re right on time”

Chorus
Welcome to Playtime Co.
Where the broke-down toys say “go”
But the doors slam shut, so fuck that hope
You’re stuck in the funhouse, choke on smoke

This ain’t play, this a fucked-up show
Every teddy bear teeth, every train run cold
You pray, but the PA laughs, “hell no”
You don’t clock out from Playtime Co.

Verse 2
Bear in the break room, guts full of springs
Rips its seams, showin’ rusted wings
Jump from the locker like “tag, you’re it”
Scratch your name in the metal with a jagged fist

Spider-doll swingin’ from the rafters, hissin’
Limbs like wires, vision glitchin’
Music box plays that cheery shit
Then the pitch drop low like a demon kid

Candy machine spitin’ blades, not sweets
Slide full of screws where they used to eat
Bulletin board full of “MISSING” sheets
Every one signed off with a tiny “EAT”

Fuck HR, fuck safety code
Whole damn plant one death trap zone
Light goes out, then the world turns chrome
All chrome teeth and chrome-eyed gnomes

Chorus
Welcome to Playtime Co.
Where the broke-down toys say “go”
But the doors slam shut, so fuck that hope
You’re stuck in the funhouse, choke on smoke

This ain’t play, this a fucked-up show
Every teddy bear teeth, every train run cold
You pray, but the PA laughs, “hell no”
You don’t clock out from Playtime Co.

Bridge
beat drops, guitars chug in
Red light, green light, run
They chant “one of us” (one of us)
You try fight back, swingin’ fists at junk
They stitch you up, now your veins pump rust

Fucked-up halo made of twist-ties, chain
Plastic smile stapled over your pain
Voice box sayin’ what they programed: “friend”
But your head still screamin’ at the bitter dead end

Chorus
Welcome to Playtime Co.
Where the broke-down toys say “go”
But the doors slam shut, so fuck that hope
You’re stuck in the funhouse, choke on smoke

This ain’t play, this a fucked-up show
Every teddy bear teeth, every train run cold
You pray, but the PA laughs, “hell no”
You don’t clock out from Playtime Co.