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Mechanical Instinct

Aviators


One step at a time
I'm going outta my mind
I'm being hunted by something primal
They're just simple machines
Yet tainted souls they seem
For five nights I'll fear for my survival

Are they mechanical
They hunt like animals
Freezing for seconds while see their corpses
I'm getting panicked now
I'm locking this place down
I'm feeling watched by unnatural forces

Looks like I'd better run for my life
I'll never be in one piece to see night five
I've got eleven on my tail, with no time to think
Of a way to survive mechanical instinct

Just an hour more
I'm closer than before
To making it out of this ghastly madhouse
I'm feeling desperate
I'm starting to regret
Taking my chances with no way out
Who's walking down the hall?
I can't keep track of them all
A music box plays my dying song
This is my one escape
The mask still on my face
But they have known I've been here all along

Here, all alone in the darkness
Why, can't I escape there soulless
Eyes
It's a lost cause now, they've
Got my scent, and I can't get out.
Now, I'm afraid to look because
They, are just beasts to hunt me down
With no way fight back, the night is already over

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