Backrooms – H A L L S

Empty halls, endless walls,
Echoing.
Models of all my nightmares.
Alone, my vision narrowing.

Blinding light, nothing's right,
Trembling.
Stay still, and heed the signs,
Wait, I hear a bellowing.

I wanna go home, sweet home.

Yellow wallpaper burning through my eyes,
The monochromatic horror messin' with my mind.
Wish I could see the blue sky.
I think I lost all sense of time.

So many levels and levels, and rooms and rooms,
I'm running far deeper into the gloom.
It's a never ending maze,
In a never ending chase.
And I can't get away.