clean off the cobwebs it s your time to shine the operator says you ve got to keep them in line the problem is that you re alone no one to keep them away you check the camera eyes dart at the time the room is getting colder sending chills up your spine there s something hiding in the dark and it wants you as its prey you re running out of power because you can t stand up to these animal tronics nearing the final hour oh no you can t stand up to these animal tronics your palms are sweating your fingers are numb the beating of your heart is just as loud as a drum you hear their footsteps down the hall along with nursery rhymes one s in the closet the other s outside they re inching ever closer and they know where you hide the fox is coming out to play you shut the door just in time you can t control the shadows oh no you can t stand up to these animal tronics you re swinging from the gallows because you can t stand up to these animal tronics you hear their wheezes and moans gargled noises come from the phone why won t they just leave you alone unless they think you re cover s been blown so you d better play dead so you dbetter play dead your arms are tired your vision is crossed you haven t kept control of all the power you ve lost the clock is slowly ticking down you re almost out of the game you lost your focus the leader is gone maybe if you re careful you can hold out till dawn if only you could tweak the odds and not be subject to blame you re running out of power because you can t stand up to these animal tronics nearing the final hour oh no you can t stand up to these animal tronics you can t control the shadows oh no you can t stand up to these animal tronics you re swinging from the gallows because you can t stand up to these animal tronics nearing the final hour oh no you can t stand up to these animal tronics you can t control the shadows oh no you can t stand up to these animal tronics