For Friday Night Funkin

Friday Night Funkin’, often shortened to FNF, is a game that looks simple at first glance but quietly carries a surprising amount of charm, creativity, and cultural impact.

Under neon lights, the speakers hum,
A pixel heart begins to drum.
Friday night, the mic in hand,
A rhythm war you dare to stand.

Boyfriend steps with fearless grin,
Notes like fire crash within.
Each arrow falls, a test of time,
Your fingers dance, you chase the rhyme.

Girlfriend laughs atop the beat,
Music thunders through the street.
From darkened alleys, foes arise,
With flashing eyes and twisted cries.

Daddy Dearest scowls in red,
Spits sharp bars, wants you dead.
Skid and Pump shout spooky cheer,
While lemon demons whisper fear.

Every track a pounding fight,
Every miss a spark of fright.
Yet when you hit the perfect flow,
The world ignites in crimson glow.

It’s more than sound, it’s heart and soul,
A battle fought with full control.
No swords, no guns, just voice and time,
A simple game, yet so sublime.

So press the keys and feel the rush,
Ignore the doubt, the crowd, the hush.
In funky nights where courage grows,
You win with music�"note by note, you go.

Author's Note

The music in Friday Night Funkin’ is arguably its soul. Each track is carefully crafted to match the personality of the fnf character you are facing, and the songs evolve in difficulty and intensity as the weeks progress.