1,2,3,RUN!
Hey,this fateful message is a bit overdue
But I don't really care as long as it gets to you.
It's nothing personal,but we gotta kill you,
It's just our job as Creepypastas
Insanities make us feel ok
Creating twisted realities that are never the same
Don't let it get out that we are real,
People like thinking that that they're actually safe.
Ah, I'm useless
And stupid and retarded in most every way
That's what my close ones told me
Before I went and killed them
Hey hey hey
Could you maybe try running away
Cause we really love chasing our prey
We'll tell you,tell you
What to do
If you want to actually stay alive
Loud and clearly we can hear you screaming
But the cops will never ever hear you
We like to laugh at your misery
As you run faster like an idiot you see
Clap, clap, clap with our bloodied hands,
Trying to keep beats,that we can't stand
I couldn't be asked to spare anyone
Don't you that the tragedy's begun?
Come on, Sally! We have to run away!
Run away? Why do we have to run away?
There's something about this place that I don't like,just come on! 1,2! 1,2!
Ugh,I'm so pissed
Trying not to snap as you run and hide
I would go for quick and clean death
But what's the fun in that?
Hey,hey,hey
Listen listen, it's important
There's only one way to overcome this
The way is simple,yes it is,
You just have to become one of us.
I don't want to look weak, so don't you dare cry,
Stupid little human, don't you know your time is up?
"Wait" you tells me, "please give mercy!"
Don't you realize that that will never be?
Come on Sally,we have to run!
Have to run? Why do we have to run?
There's something about this place that I don't like,just come on! 1,2! 1,2!
Victims bleeding heavily...
Smiling insanely....
It's plain to see...
[Human]
I am doomed by these Creepypastas!
[Blood is heard splattering]
[Mr. CreepyPasta]
Hey hey hey,
Could you please,give me the status?
Jeffrey, Liu, snapped like bowstrings
Tell me,tell me,who is next?
It's ironic that we're crueler than our creations.
Loud and clearly,3,2,1!
Jane and Clockwork are struck like pianos
Laughing at all of their pain!
Soon, soon, you won't be sane anymore!
[Maniacal laughter]
