| One step at a time
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| I’m going outta my mind
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| I’m being hunted by something primal
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| They’re just simple machines
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| Yet tainted souls they seem
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| For five nights I’ll fear for my survival
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| Are they mechanical
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| They hunt like animals
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| Freezing for seconds while see their corpses
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| I’m getting panicked now
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| I’m locking this place down
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| I’m feeling watched by unnatural forces
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| Looks like I’d better run for my life
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| I’ll never be in one piece to see night five
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| I’ve got eleven on my tail, with no time to think
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| Of a way to survive mechanical instinct
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| (Mechanical instinct)
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| Just an hour more
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| I’m closer than before
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| To making it out of this ghastly madhouse
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| I’m feeling desperate
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| I’m starting to regret
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| Taking my chances with no way out
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| Who’s walking down the hall?
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| I can’t keep track of them all
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| A music box plays my dying song
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| This is my one escape
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| The mask still on my face
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| But they have known I’ve been here all along
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| Here, all alone in the darkness
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| Why, can’t I escape their soulless eyes
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| It’s a lost cause now
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| They’ve got my scent, and I can’t get out
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| Now, I’m afraid to look because
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| They, are just beasts to hunt me down
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| With no way fight back, the night is already over
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| Mechanical instinct
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| Mechanical instinct |