Verse 1

Martin checks the doorway, flashlight in his hand

No map, no backup, just a fearless plan

Yellow halls keep bending, every exit lies

He hears the thing behind him, still he meets its eyes

Pre-Chorus

One more room, one more run

Count it down, here we come

Chorus

Martin made it through the maze tonight

Outran the nightmare, kept his nerve and sight

Hands up high, let the whole crew shout

He beat the Backrooms and he’s walking out

Martin! Martin! Raise the roof again

Nightmare cleared—now bring your friends!

Verse 2

A grin behind the corner, footsteps on the floor