Intro:
(Spoken)
This song
If for those
Who feel like...
They don't belong.
Don't be like I was.
Open your Door
If they don't like it
Then they're not above us.
Make them swallow the key.
You can use yours
To discover "Me."
Verse 1:
Sometimes,
Hiding who you are
Isn't a walk in the park.
Sometimes,
It's just taking a shot
In the dark.
It's like
You know who are
And you want everyone else to know, too.
But it feels like if they know
They'll stop loving you
Nobody has ever really defined love
It's one thing people fail to do
So if they stopped loving
Would you start running?
Or would anything ever change
Take an aim
And let's see
Chorus:
I keep one Door open
So you don't question
What happens when it's closed
But nothing will push me
To close my minds eye
The one that governs the other me
The one I don't want anyone
But myself to see
But until that all changes
I'll be hiding behind closed doors
Until that happens
I won't be pleaing for more.
Verse 2:
You know,
Sometimes I lock my door
But that make everyone
Want to open it
And find what's inside
I'll admit I'm scared
But I know what they'll find
They'll find me.
Not where I'm like a seed
Where I've grown
Into what I was supposed to be
Bridge:
I understand
The stares I get
When I act so different
I understand
That I like painting nails
Doing hair
And doing one thing typical guys never do-
Care.
Repeat Chorus
Verse 3:
A nice person from my past
Taught me everyone I needed to know
His name was.... No, I cant..
When I talk about that day
The forced break-up
It leads to a rant
That couldn't be covered
With a million swipes of make-up
It felt like he walked away
Didn't make any effort
Any effort to try and stay
We would have done anything
And kept it a secret
Like the Government does.
Oh, so so discrete.
Alt. Bridge:
I don't think we had a chance
And dreams too high
and couldn't dance the dance
So that's what put me
Behind this door
That's what pushed me
Onto this stone-cold floor.
Repeat Chorus
Verse 4:
St-Ste-..Ste-..
It still hurts to say
Even to this day
It wrecks my brain
Coming to terms with the fact I'm....
It feels like a door
Has slammed into my face
Sent me into
This desolate place
I don't like it here
But it feels like
The punishment
To the I was born.
$%#* it all.
Oops. I've sworn.
Will you break me for that too?
Send me falling into this place
With my messed up crew?
Good. I like it like it here.
Goodbye..
I'll leave my door closed.
So you don't need to peek in
To make sure I'm still clothed.
Repeat Chorus
Outro:
In case you were wondering
Doors.
And the
Closet
Are not the same
A closet is ment to be opened
A present on Chirstmas Morning
But if a door is opened at the wrong time
It'll be Funeral Mourning.
DiVa4life
Wolfy2215
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