Black screen flickers...
2 AM...
Still hear the game hummin’...
Back bedroom gaming, black screen bleedin’,
Two controllers lit, but a third one’s breathing.
Name on the board, neither one of us has seen it.
Whole room silent, but the headset speakin’.
Dust on the sticks, red on the display.
Game said three players, but we only hit replay.
Dark in the hall, something watching the gameplay,
Standing behind us, but it moves when we look away.
Volume down, hear the floorboards callin’.
Still don’t move, something’s walking through the hall.
Player Three laughs every time one of us falls.
If we shut it down, hear it scratching through the wall.
Player Three watching, straight from the darkness.
Hands on the controls, but nobody can stop it.
Static in the screen, yeah, the picture gets thicker.
Heartbeats slow while the loading spins quicker.
Player Three watching, don’t ask me why.
Look at the screen, see the face don’t lie.
Game through the night, no sleep, red eyes.
If the power dies, something else comes alive.
Voices in the headset got me pacing the floor.
Knock at the door like it’s been here before.
Blacked-out screen, can’t see anymore.
Still hear three footsteps coming over the floor.
Teeth gritted tight, got a taste of the chaos.
Everything’s freezing, but the game never shuts off.
Mind going numb while the timer still counts.
Player Three won, but we can’t both log out.
Mirror looks cracked, there’s a shape that I see.
Nothing but a player standing right behind me.
Still scream loud, but the mic won’t speak.
Player Three watching every move that we make.
Player Three watching, straight from the darkness.
Hands on the controls, but nobody can stop it.
Static in the screen, yeah, the picture gets thicker.
Heartbeats slow while the loading spins quicker.
Player Three watching, don’t ask me why.
Look at the screen, see the face don’t lie.
Game through the night, no sleep, red eyes.
If the power dies, something else comes alive.
Still loading...
Still waiting...
Still hear the third controller...
Yeah, basement cold and the screen still glitching.
Blood on the score where the names keep switching.
Two-player mode, but a third slot’s missing.
Then it fills itself while the walls start whispering.
Digital road, got the map still shifting.
White noise loud, hear the dead channel hissing.
Game moves fast, but the thing stays hidden.
Leaves marks on our skin every round that we’re in.
Static in my veins, got the circuit still burning.
Every game over got the same face returning.
When Player Three joins, every doorway starts turning.
Keep your eyes on the screen or it knows you’re observing.
Dark room, no lights, just a cold stare.
Lost save, nowhere, and it don’t play fair.
Move slow, stay low, hear it breathe through the chair.
When it says your real name, better say a prayer.
Player Three watching, straight from the darkness.
Hands on the controls, but nobody can stop it.
Static in the screen, yeah, the picture gets thicker.
Heartbeats slow while the loading spins quicker.
Player Three watching, don’t ask me why.
Look at the screen, see the face don’t lie.
Game through the night, no sleep, red eyes.
If we both log out, Player Three steps outside.
Screen goes black...
Two lights off...
Third controller still blinking beside us...