Lyrics of Behind the door

Mister, give me the key
Point me to the stairs
I don't know what waits for me

In room 13, room 13

Dim lit stairway, stains on the floor
Lookin' for 13, what's behind the door?

Room 13, room 13

Prostitutes, hypes and drugs
Meet me on the way
No cheap things, just (incomprehensible)
Blank walls, that's okay

Prostitutes, hypes and drugs
Meet me on the way
Empty bottles, spots of blood
That's cool bro, that's cool

'cause what waits for me?
A whore, a bullet, a thug
What waits for me?
A whore, a bullet, a thug

That's okay, room 13
That's okay, room 13

Turn around and i will walk away
Turn around, didn't want to stay there anyway