Negotiation Room Ghosts

[Intro] [Verse 1] Steel boots on Streets of Tarkov, the air’s thick with greed, Me and Tag in the negotiation room, pockets stuffed with speed. Whispers of loot, a pact in the dark, But the walls held secrets, and fate left its mark. [Pre-Chorus] Scavs crept in like shadows, their laughter a k***e, We froze mid-grab, bargaining with life. Then the first g*****e rolled, a death-metal tune— Smoke and shrapnel sang, “Meet your doom.” [Chorus] Negotiation room, now a tomb, Tag slipped through the flames, I kissed the gloom. Echoes of blasts still rattle my bones, PTSD’s my new loot, in this warzone. [Verse 2] Tag’s voice on comms, “I’m clear, I’m alive!” But I’m pinned under rubble, barely breathing, deprived. Flashbacks of fire, the scent of burnt wire, Every crate I crack now fuels the pyre. [Bridge] They say “Loot and live,” but I’m stuck in replay, G*****e arcs in my dreams, bleeding into the day. Tag moves on, but I’m chained to that floor— A ghost in the room, begging for one more door. [Chorus] Negotiation room, now a tomb, Tag’s footprints fade where I met my doom. Echoes of blasts still rattle my bones, PTSD’s my new loot, in this warzone. [Outro]