《Bloody Heart 3》Глава 19
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Как только все было готово: аниматроники стояли на своих местах, зал украшен, а угощения приготовлены - Фред и Спрингтрап повесили на дверь обыденную табличку "Открыто".
Первым делом в пиццерию вошли два маленьких мальчика - один шатен, другой блондин. Оба сразу ринулись к сцене, украшенной цветами и искусственными подарками. Из-за того, что сцена была немного выше их самих, мальчишки попытались дотянуться до МАнгл, от чего та издала смешок, но тут же вернулась в исходное положение, ведь днем она не должна двигаться так, как ей захочется, она должна играть роль запрограммированного аниматроника.
В скоре в зале появились еще несколько пар с маленькими детьми. Как только Фредди дал сигнал, лисичка вышла вперед и начала петь одну из выбранных Бонни песен. Одета девушка была в красивое платье, в волосах были цветы. Это определенно понравилось одной из присутствующих девочек, ведь она все представление нен сводила глаз с плавно двигающегося маскота, даже пару раз спрашивала маму, можно ли забрать лисичку домой.
Can you hear, can you hear, can you hear my voice?Coming through, coming through, coming through the noiseI'm floating through outer spaceI'm lost and I can't find a wayOh, all the lights going dark and my hope's destroyed
Help me, is anybody there?Save me, I'm running out of air, ooh
Calling out maydayCalling out mayday
It's so dark, it's so dark out here in spaceAnd it's been so long, been so long since I've seen a faceMy eyes are shut but I can seeThe void between you and me, mmAnd I feel and I feel like I'm going insane
Help me, is anybody there?Save me, I'm running out of air, ooh
Calling out maydayCalling out mayday
Far from the sunBeyond stars I hear their songThey're coming closerTalking without soundCalling me home
Calling out maydayCalling out mayday
Save me, I'm running out of airI'm running out of airI'm running out of airI'm running out of airI'm running out of airI'm running out of air
Закончив свою песню, девушка забегала глазами по комнате - это был первый раз, когда она пела на сцене. Обычно она подпевала песням через наушники или же в своей голове, но не вживую, тем более, перед людьми. Хотя сейчас это должно стать для нее некой работой.
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"Я, кажется, уже жалею, что вызвалась петь",- пронеслось у нее в голове
Улыбнувшись радостным детям, она поймала на себе взгляд Трапа. Как только она одарила его тем же жестом, заяц спешно отвернулся, слегка покрывшись румянцем, что было ему не свойственно. Списав это на богатое воображение после небольшого шока, желтоглазая продолжила играть с детьми, которые то и дело лезли на главную сцену.
-Спустись к ним, пока моя очередь,- шепнула ей на ухо Бейби
Кивнув, беловолосая направилась к небольшой лесенке, которую дети почему-то не замечали до этого момента, но это было и к лучшему. Как только лисичка оказалась на одном уровне с детьми, несколько ребятишек подбежали к ней и стали трогать платье, хвост и ушки.
Тем временем уже нарядная Бейби, изначально стоящая позади Мангл, вышла вперед. Стукнув свободной рукой по микрофону, малышка начала вспоминать текст, придуманный Той Бонни, который отчаянно просил девушку выбрать именно этот "шедевр". Слегка кашлянув, малышка оправилась.
Fake faces hiding everywhereMade up, makeup, made up staresTo hide their stolen airDon't look too close, don't you dareStupid seems to be in the air, in my air, everywhereBlameless I'll shatter through the glareMake it, take it, they won't share
I can't fake it, I'll just make it on my own I can't blame them, I'll just maim them on my throne I can't fake it, I'll just make it on my ownI can't blame them, I just got to get to my throne
I am the latest colors, I sing the newest songsI read all the lyrics, so I can sing alongI am the latest colors, I stand above my throneWaiting for an invite to never come alongI am the latest colors, I sing the newest songsI read all the lyrics, so I can sing alongI am the latest colors, I hate the newest songsI can't stand the lyrics, I'd never sing along
I'll never sing alongLa-la-la-la-la-la-laLa-la-la-la-la-la-laI'll never sing alongLa-la-la-la-la-la-laLa-la-la-la-la-la-laI'll never sing along
Trade places, staggered truth or dareOnly ask it if you careTrace back to all the millionairesSnake oil traders, no one sharesSoulless and stealing what they dareHold your deck to your chestFaceless nobody is your friendMake it, take it, they won't share
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I can't fake it, I'll just make it on my own I can't blame them, I'll just maim them on my throne I can't fake it, I'll just make it on my own I can't blame them, I just got to get to my throneI am the latest colors, I sing the newest songsI read all the lyrics, so I can sing alongI am the latest colors, I hate the newest songsI can't stand the lyrics, I'd never sing along
I'll never sing alongLa-la-la-la-la-la-laLa-la-la-la-la-la-laI'll never sing alongLa-la-la-la-la-la-laLa-la-la-la-la-la-laI'll never sing along
I'll never sing alongI'll never sing alongLa-la-la-la-la-la-laLa-la-la-la-la-la-laOn my ownLa-la-la-la-la-la-laLa-la-la-la-la-la-laOn my throneLa-la-la-la-la-la-laLa-la-la-la-la-la-laOn my ownLa-la-la-la-la-la-laLa-la-la-la-la-la-laMy throne
I am the latest colors, I sing the newest songsI read all the lyrics, so I can sing alongI am the latest colors, I stand above my throneWaiting for an invite to never come alongI am the latest colors, I sing the newest songsI read all the lyrics, so I can sing alongI am the latest colors, I hate the newest songsI can't stand the lyrics, I'd never sing alongI'll never sing along
I can't fake it, I'll just make it on my ownLa-la-la-la-la-la-laLa-la-la-la-la-la-laI'll never sing alongI can't blame them, I'll just maim them on my throneLa-la-la-la-la-la-laLa-la-la-la-la-la-laI'll never sing alongI can't fake it, I'll just make it on my ownI'll never sing alongI can't blame them, I've just got to get to my throne
Закончив, малышка ухмыльнулась, и слегка покружившись, спустилась вслед за МАнгл, давая ФанФокси шанс исполнить давнее желание - спеть на публике. Выйдя вперед, девушка задрожала, ноги стали подкашиваться. Она не любила большое скопление людей, ведь раньше, в своей пиццерии, лишь сидела по ту сторону стекла, окруженная одиночеством, ставшим ее лучшим другом. Нервно сглотнув, она увидела Фокси, выглядующего из-за фиолетовой шторки своей Бухты. Рыжий улыбался и что-то "говорил" губами, но было понятно, что он подбадривал свою любимую.
"Вух, у меня все получится",- пронеслось у нее в голове.
The clock stopped ticking forever ago
How long have I been up? I don't know
I can't get a grip, but I can't let go
There wasn't anything to hold on to, tho
Why can't I see
Why can't I see
All the colors that you see??
Please can I be
Please can I be
Colorful and.. free?
What the hell's going on?!
Can someone tell me please
Why I'm switching faster than the channels on TV
I'm black then I'm white
No!!! Something isn't right!!
My enemy's invisible,
I don't know how to fight
The trembling fear is more than I can take
When I'm up against the echo in the mirror
ECHO
I'm gonna burn my house down into an ugly black
I'm gonna run away now and never look back
I'm gonna burn my house down into an ugly black
I'm gonna run away now and never look back
I'm gonna burn my house down into an ugly black
I'm gonna run away now and never look back
I'm gonna burn my house down into an ugly black
I'm gonna run away now and never look back
I'm gonna burn my house down and n-never look back
And never look back
And never look back
What the hell's going on?!
Can someone tell me please
Why I'm switching faster than the channels on TV
I'm black then I'm white
No!!! Something isn't right!!
My enemy's invisible,
I don't know how to fight
What the hell's going on?!
Can someone tell me please
Why I'm switching faster than the channels on TV
I'm black then I'm white
No!!! Something isn't right!!
My enemy's invisible,
I don't know how to fight
The trembling fear is more than I can take
When I'm up against the echo in the mirror
The trembling fear is more than I can take
When I'm up against the echo in the mirror
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