

Song
Clear The Room
Ollifax
•5:08•hip-hop•darkEXPLICIT
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Clear The Room is a visceral, methodical track from Ollifax's No Respawn album that uses the military tactic of room clearing as a metaphor for confronting the darkest parts of the self. The song builds tension through sparse, percussive language and a creeping structural rhythm that mirrors the deliberate movement through threat-filled spaces — both physical and psychological. It stands as one of the album's most introspective pieces, culminating in a haunting face-off with an interior shadow that shares the narrator's own eyes.
Credits
ComposerOllifax
LyricistOllifax
ProducerPeter Jaffray
MixingOllifax
MasteringOllifax
Copyright & Legal
Ollifax Music
PublisherOllifax Music
LabelOllifax Music
LicenseAll Rights Reserved
Recorded inNunavut
Lyrics
Door one. Breath gone. Hall black. Move on. Clear. Move. Clear. Clear. Move. Clear. Clear. Move. Clear. CLEAR. Room one stinks like old fear. Room two breathes when I draw near. Room three got a child scream. Stuck on loop in a bad dream. Game says sweep. Game says score. Real life leaves blood under doors. I don't rush. I don't roar. I make death wait while I check more. Boot soft. Wall close. Mouth dry. Pulse froze. Left cut. Right glass. One wrong step and the whole line snaps. Clear. Move. Clear. Clear. Move. Clear. No rush. No blur. Clear. Move. Clear. Who in the room. Who in the smoke. Who holds the line. Who wants it broke. Click. Step. Breathe. Check. Door. Wall. Glass. Threat. I got one man holding sight. I got one man made of night. I got one man under skin. Begging me to let him in. NO. I don't feed him. I don't free him. I just hear him when I clear him. Every room got teeth and truth. Every wall says watch and shoot. This ain't a building. This is my head. Every locked door knows the dead. Last room. Same face. Same eyes. No grace. Clear. Move. Clear. Clear. Move. Clear. No rush. No blur. Clear. Move. Clear. Door kicks back. Beat kicks low. Rain comes in like black snow. Red light strobes. Mouth tastes steel. Jawline locks till I can't feel. Knife in my knee on every drop. Still move clean. Still don't stop. Thin red lines on both my arms. City got claws. I brought calm. Bad men hide behind masks and cash. Clean hands sign. Street boys crash. Every tyrant keeps upstairs. Every poor kid gets the dark stair. No cape. No crown. No bright myth. Just black gloves and a short breath. If evil lives in a closed room. I don't knock twice. I move through. Stack. Hold. Lean. Read. One. Two. Three. Clear it. CLEAR. Threat map. Heat map. Mind map. Ghost map. Corner. Closet. Curtain. Crack. Floorboard. Mirror. Ceiling. Back. Radar pings behind my eyes. Red dots bloom where silence lies. One man moves. One man waits. One man counts the exit gates. Clear the fear. Clear the flame. Clear the face that wears my name. Clear the mouth that wants to grin. Clear the beast that crawled within. What if I turn into what I hunt. What if that door only opens once. What if the room knows I want blood. What if the calm is the only plug. Clear. Move. Clear. Clear. Move. Clear. No rush. No blur. Clear. Move. Clear. Last room breathes. No lights on. My own shadow got armor on. He says do it. I say wait. He says kill them. I say fate. He says blood makes quiet real. I say calm keeps hands on steel. He says let go. I say line. He says monster. I say mine. Then the door opens slow. Same dead eyes. Same black soul. I raise sight. He raises too. Both mouths whisper, Watch and shoot. Clear. Move. Clear. Clear. Move. Clear. No rush. No blur. Clear. Move. Clear. Clear. Move. Clear. Clear. Move. Clear. One life. No save. Clear. Move. Clear. Door one. Breath gone. Hall black. Move on. Last room. Same face. Still here. No respawn.
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