His Perfect Playhouse: A Mr. Hopp Song [by Random Encounters]
His Perfect Playhouse: A Mr. Hopp Song [by Random Encounters] with tags mr hopp, manor escape, playhouse, song, funny, video game, gaming, gamer, music, singing, aj pinkerton, random encounters, nathan morse, gwen pinkerton
An original song by Random Encounters
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LYRICS:
Who’s afraid of Mr. Hopp?
Squeezes heads till they pop!
Who’s afraid of Mr. Stripes?
Bloody wounds of all types!
Who’s afraid to meet Miss Bo?
Torn in half, head to toe!
Do you fear The Entity?
Suffer his enmity!
Sealed inside a familiar prison,
A frightened mouse in a twisted maze…
My demons hunt me with keen precision
And all I have left is eluding their gaze!
When you can’t believe your eyes,
Will you trust the scars and heed their warning?
Can you face your own demise,
And shatter your fear?
Living till tomorrow
On time I had to borrow.
But death may be my only way out,
Trapped inside his perfect playhouse.
Every noise, every footstep beckons
Evil toys shambling through the door.
They’ve tasted blood and their back for seconds,
So give them a bite that’s too loud to ignore!
If I die inside this dream,
Will the walls come down, or slowly crush me?
Holding onto every scream…
A shot in the dark…
You’re tired and you’re bleeding,
But somehow, you’re succeeding,
So watch your step and mind the layout,
Trapped inside his perfect playhouse.
Puzzle pieces fall in place…
One last nightmare left to face.
But time’s slipping away, out of your grasp…
Is this the end of my final chapter?
A page away from my tragic turn?
Locked in a box with my monstrous captor;
I’m staying alive just to watch it all burn!
Now I’m living on a prayer,
In a game of chance I can’t risk losing.
There’s electric in the air…
The storm is perfect. (Perfect! Perfect! Perfect!)
But now the mask is slipping-
The seams have started ripping…
My destiny is calling;
The axe has started falling.
And everything’s depending
On who here knows the ending.
I’ll never rest until I breakout,
Trapped inside his perfect playhouse.
Who’s afraid of Mr. Hopp?
Squeezes heads till they pop!
Who’s afraid of Mr. Stripes?
Bloody wounds of all types!
Who’s afraid to meet Miss Bo?
Torn in half, head to toe!
Do you fear The Entity?
Suffer his enmity!
