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And closed the door behind you
(That door)
Mama pulls me by my collar
Baby are we going
I gotta wait
I can't call her
I've got to see her one last time
I've

shop, and get the phat dough
Tired of y'all, mostly inspired by y'all
So what the deal now, blinking with us or put your shield down
Faggot, fuck fuck

take you by your hands and I tell them where to go
So slow
But baby you already know
From behind closed eyes
I'm gonna see you with my fingertips

Everybody's got that other side, that we would rather hide
Those pieces that we hide behind be lookin' good but they a lie
Disguises oh my god you're

Lay Your Ghosts to Rest

Between the Buried and Me

The Parallax II: Future Sequence

2012

is new material

Myself
Day in, day out
Deep down I know what I must do
So much happens behind closed doors
So much happens behind our closed

wondering, what's happening
Behind closed doors
You're waiting for something
To keep you going on

(She's waiting)
Through the window, summer glows

her friends)
But behind closed doors, she thinks she's Bridget Jones

The orange-peel skin, the magazines with good advice
How to achieve your ideal

is like behind closed doors
I fake it all and try to be okay
But I'm dying on the inside
This has taken up my whole time
I need to find a way
To tell

to your car thing
Swinging on the front porch
Kissing behind closed doors
I don't see no harm in starting
Just a bar thing
I can tell you 'bout my momma

out
But you still got a closed mouth
Got me goin' wow
Too tough gotta let it out before you let yourself down
Girl you hide your soul behind your

broken branches piercing through the heart
Brambles lashing out at those around you, pushing us apart

And something stirs behind closed doors
I know

hustling for a Birkin
But for now she tote that Louie V
Rose and tacos Tuesday
Cuz you know that little bae like to eat
And behind closed doors shes a freak

You don’t wanna rock the boat
You don’t wanna stay close
Don’t know what’s behind the closed doors
Never ever knowing what’s for sure
One day’s good

feelings and the burning memories  
 Everyone I left behind each time I closed the door  
 Burning bridges lost forevermore  
  
 Joey tried to help me find

This is to pretty faces
And all the pain behind closed doors
This is to hollow voices
To everything we've never said
This is to all the chances
We've never had, never had

And I won't ask permission
And I ain't gonna feel bad
For success that wasn't given
If you shit talk behind closed doors
Your room is full of bitches
My

we always find a triangle
And you can't tell the boys, they'll tell you to stay away

Everyone knows what we do behind closed doors
But knowing you is

the answer
All the problems can't all solve em
Treated like a cancer
Why does it feel this way ohh
Behind all them closed doors and them phone calls
Ain't

myself to become a liar
The things we do behind closed doors should not be put in words

Secrets kill often, I wonder if you know
Is it Freudian? I just

(Made so much money yeah yeah…)

Made so much money this year 
Everybody wanna look at me sideways (sideways)
Behind closed doors wanna throw shade,

And the passion's gone by
And I feel my soul grow
I can't do this no more
Baby, you're my, my

Baby, baby
Oh baby
I thought y'all niggas knew
Your bitch wore down

left it all behind
Push the button to press door stays open
Caught her by surprise her demon hands on film
Someone hiding outside
It's the ghost

toes are right behind your heels
Cuz I ain't tryin to live that life
That I lived before 
Sealed shut yeah I closed the door
I count it all rubbish
Lord

hulls
Cruise ships, time they mull
Over it, with mulled wine
Disturbed, tit piercing, why
I don't mind the refined
Go to stores with no lines
Closed doors