[Intro] Static crawling through the walls, Something answers when I call. Footsteps echo, then they stop, Like somebody learned my walk. Old machines beneath the dust, Every smile is made of rust. If it speaks with someone’s voice, Don’t believe you have a choice. [Verse 1] Step inside the workshop grave, Where forgotten secrets wait. Costume heads and painted eyes, Watching from the assembly line. Every hallway shifts its tone, Every sound says I’m not alone. Hear a voice I recognize, But there’s something wrong behind the lines. It studies every move I make, Every breath and every mistake. Copies fear, copies sound, Then wears another face around. [Pre-Chorus] Don’t trust the laughter, Don’t trust the call. Something is learning Behind these walls. It knows your rhythm, It knows your name. Once it has seen you, Nothing stays the same. [Chorus] It wears a borrowed face, Moving like somebody you knew. Every step, every word, It can turn them back on you. In this cold forgotten place, Where the past won’t stay buried away, You can run from the machine— But you can’t outrun what it learned today. Borrowed face, borrowed voice, Tell me which one is real? Secret of the Mimic— It becomes what you fear. [Verse 2] Blueprints scattered on the floor, Locked-up rooms behind each door. Some invention left behind Was never meant to learn a mind. Metal fingers, silent frame, Yet it changes with the game. Different shape, another role, Like a costume swallowing a soul. Lights go red, alarms ignite, Something moves just out of sight. Hear my own voice down the hall— But I never said those words at all. Now the building feels alive, Every shadow learns to hide. If imitation is its art, How long till it knows my heart? [Pre-Chorus] Don’t trust the laughter, Don’t trust the call. Something is learning Behind these walls. It knows your rhythm, It knows your name. Once it has seen you, Nothing stays the same. [Chorus] It wears a borrowed face, Moving like somebody you knew. Every step, every word, It can turn them back on you. In this cold forgotten place, Where the past won’t stay buried away, You can run from the machine— But you can’t outrun what it learned today. Borrowed face, borrowed voice, Tell me which one is real? Secret of the Mimic— It becomes what you fear. [Bridge] Who built the monster? Who taught it the game? Who gave it the power To remember every name? Masks keep changing, Voices overlap. Every little memory Becomes another trap. I hear myself whisper: “Come a little closer…” That isn’t me. That isn’t me. THAT ISN’T ME! [Final Chorus] It wears a borrowed face, And now it moves exactly like you. Every fear, every sound, Every little thing you do. In this cold forgotten place, There’s a secret buried underneath. You can shut down every light— But the Mimic never needs to sleep. Borrowed face, borrowed voice, Nothing here is what it seems. Secret of the Mimic— Learning you from inside the machine. [Outro] Static fading… Footsteps near… My voice whispers In my ear. I turn around— Nobody’s there. Then from the dark: “I learned you.”
