[Intro] [Chorus/Hook] Twenty locked doors surround a buckling floor, I got one chance to leave, and then no more, Gotta call the bluff from an illegible noise, As every door calls at once, demanding a choice, [Verse 1] Over and over I run the analysis, With no clues, but just decision paralysis, Gotta run to a door and then pick the lock, The floor falls apart, as I do this against the clock, [Verse 2] Splinters dig deep as I stumble and fall, I hear the clock ticking as I grapple and crawl, My fingers are bleeding, my breathing is short, But stopping to think means losing the floor, [Chorus/Hook] Twenty locked doors surround a buckling floor, I got one chance to leave, and then no more, Gotta call the bluff from an illegible noise, As every door calls at once, demanding a choice, [Verse 3] Every split-second, what I choose decides, Whether I survive or run out of tries, Is this how I make it out, (make it out) Or am I trapped in an endless roundabout? [Instrumental] [Chorus/Hook] Twenty locked doors surround a buckling floor, I got one chance to leave, and then no more, Gotta call the bluff from an illegible noise, As every door calls at once, demanding a choice, [Outro]
