Lyrics:
he told me Butch you letting shit slide too easy
I'm aware
And observant
But behind them closed curtains
I was hurting and confused
staying on my p's
Safe behind the curtain guards
Observing mankind from above
Locked the door and closed my blinds
A paranoia's on its rise
Used to be a face like mine
those guys are often disguised as offence
I spot a opps behind closed doors now I'm the locksmith
I'm on a flight to the tropics smoking inside
on their fay arse behind closed doors
they're making their fucking laws
to opress the working class
Honor, it's easy to dispose
In this darkest hour we're alone
From behind closed doors it aims for her
Magic's reaching out to draw her in
a minute, ma
Lemme tell you how my life is like cinema
Look, I want the world to see
All of my hidden flaws
'Cause behind closed doors we all similar
Hella
down door
You find an opening
Where someone has been before
We climb inside of the silent room
Stand side by side in the musty gloom
The walls have
She found a secret hiding behind a closed door
No strength to believe it, like a flame that can burn in a moment
A heart grieved with sadness, I
live behind closed doors
[Chorus]
I was falling, falling
I was running, running
You're just crawling, crawling
You're just hiding from it
I was falling,
intimate secrets
Do you see through the wall that divides us?
Who feels who from behind the shelter that hides us?
Two closed doors and the floor below me
If you ask a liar
He will leave the truth behind
Looking into fire
Can make you blind
Tortured by the Unkown
Couldn't love her anymore
time he could show
He went down to the workers shack
And he never came back.
He closed the door behind,
And one hand at a time
Slid them across
behind closed doors is where we all really live
Disadvantaged by your thoughts and never wonder why
You can make the difference is it that you wish
Into one universal thought
Innovating rituals behind closed doors
Occult traditions as well hidden secrets
Intelligence the reason of their rise
preferably, I like a string, but when you wear nothin
It's all the same
I met girls who are sweet and wear mens boxers
But behind closed doors, they flirt with
it isn't so
Ten to five at least we tried
We're still alive but hope has died
As they closed the door behind you
Whistle blows the turns of steel
Live behind closed doors
Get by with the Internet and my hand
Keeping it fun
Don't know how long this can go on
I wish I was dumb
Now it's just us
Going back to where I want to be
To a place where it's just you and me
I look behind and I close the door
This ride is right on course
I'd rather
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