[Intro – Whispered]
Tick-tock, sew the seams,
The plush are crawling from your dreams…
Blood moon’s up, now we rise—
Stuffed with screams and button eyes.

[Verse 1]
Once I was soft, stitched up with care,
Now I’m cursed, I pull out your hair.
Threadbare heart, soul full of dust,
Born for snuggles, now born to combust.
No more playtime, no more light,
I haunt your bed at the stroke of night.

[Pre-Chorus]
Can’t hide, can’t run—
We’re cute… and we’ve come undone.

[Chorus]
It’s the plushiepocalypse, no lullabies tonight,
We’re rising from the toy box under crimson light.
No love left in this stuffing, no dreams to defend,
It’s the plushiepocalypse, and playtime’s at its end.

[Verse 2]
They sewed me wrong, left me behind,
Now I’m stitched with rage in every line.
My eyes don’t blink, but they see your fear,
And every step, you’ll feel me near.
Once your friend, now your dread—
Hug me close, or you’ll end up dead.

[Pre-Chorus]
Buttons crack, seams split wide—
Welcome to the plushie’s darker side…

[Chorus]
It’s the plushiepocalypse, no lullabies tonight,
We’re rising from the toy box under crimson light.
No love left in this stuffing, no dreams to defend,
It’s the plushiepocalypse, and playtime’s at its end.

[Bridge – Chanting whispers layered over beat]
Snip the thread…
Tear the seam…
Plushies walk…
Through your dream…

[Final Chorus – Intensified]
It’s the plushiepocalypse, your nightmare in disguise,
With button eyes and broken hearts, we feast beneath the skies.
You made us, then you tossed us—now we’ve come to make it right.
It’s the plushiepocalypse…
And we’re taking back the night.

[Outro – Soft and chilling]
One by one…
We come undone…
And now your bedtime’s just begun…