

(hissing
steam)
Watch the ink pool on the floor
Trevor's running for the door
But the cartoon shadow grows
Where it stops, nobody knows
He's flexible, he's made of rubber glue
And now he's coming straight for you (oh-oh-no!)
Bendy's bending Trevor Gamez
Folding him in crazy frames
Like a paper clip he twists
No use trying to resist (hahaha!)
Trevor screamed but made no sound
Spun like a record round and round
Ink-stained joints and crooked lines
Bent in funny shapes and designs
Round and round, back and forth
No more south, no more north
Just a loop of black and white
Folded up into the night
Bendy's bending Trevor Gamez
Folding him in crazy frames
Like a paper clip he twists
No use trying to resist (yeah!)
Just a drawing on a page... (shhhh)