Текст песни
They call me Chica, the happy one,
With a yellow beak and a smile that’s spun
But beneath this face, a darkness lies,
Trapped in a cage, I’m forced to disguise
We are the lost, the souls that remain,
Forever trapped, in this twisted game
They call us animatronics, a cruel jest,
But we are children, yearning for rest
We used to sing, we used to play,
But now the shadows claim our every day
We search for answers, for a way out,
But this prison of steel, it holds us about
We are the lost, the souls that remain,
Forever trapped, in this twisted game
They call us animatronics, a cruel jest,
But we are children, yearning for rest
He took our laughter, he took our light,
And locked us in darkness, in the endless night
He stole our voices, he stole our dreams,
Now all that’s left, is a scream, it seems
