[VERSE 1] There's a number missing in the hallway, a space between the writing on the wall. Every door is right where I remember, except the one I don't remember at all. I counted every step down from the stairwell while another rhythm followed me below, then I found a key inside my pocket with a little metal tag that read zero. [PRE-CHORUS] There's no window, there's no doorway, there's no place I'm meant to go, but somewhere underneath the silence something leads me back to zero. [CHORUS] Room Zero, where the hands forget the time, where every shadow finds its body but I can never seem to find mine. Room Zero, there's a light beneath the door, and though I swear I've never entered, I remember every single inch of that floor. [VERSE 2] There's a fingerprint beneath the paintwork, like someone tried to reach the other side, and the mirror hanging crooked in the corner keeps reflecting what the hallway tries to hide. I watched the second hand stop moving, still I heard it ticking somewhere in the walls, then I caught my own reflection slowly turning half a second before I even moved at all. [PRE-CHORUS] There's no window, there's no doorway, still there's something that I know— there are thirteen tiles above me when I'm standing inside Zero. [CHORUS] Room Zero, where the hands forget the time, where every shadow finds its body but I can never seem to find mine. Room Zero, there's a light beneath the door, and though I swear I've never entered, I remember every single inch of that floor. [BRIDGE] There was writing on the mirror in a hand that looked like mine, saying, "If you're here and reading this, you've forgotten one more time." I reached out slowly just to touch it and the whole damn hall disappeared, then the lock turned softly from behind me like it knew I'd end up here. [FINAL CHORUS] Room Zero, now the clock is running wrong, I counted every second and somehow one was gone. Room Zero, now I'm starting to understand, there never was a doorway, there never was a room anywhere inside the plan. Room Zero, and here's what troubles me— if this place was never here, why the hell does it remember me? [OUTRO] Tomorrow I won't remember how I found my way below. That's why I left the key inside my pocket... marked Zero.
