Lyrics:
like peeping out behind a Closed door
To get to his heart you have to Climb that wall
Heart is open but this chapter In his life is closed
Breath
I can't
Stopped in the garage I came back in it's okay family fights
Son son scared a dark I closed the door you face your fear tonight
Sleeping on a King so when
down on bruh i'm sending shots
Behind this fucking blick
Don't ask me bout' no other shit
You know I rep this trap shit
I'll go slide right by myself
I
wings)
I bleed tonight, behind closed doors
Branded my mind and I fought your wars
Forget the passion, remember the hurt
With me forever now buried
happen behind the door
I like it fast or slow, a freaky chick fo sho
Street life is all I know, hustlin' and stackin' dough
I feel to keep it gangsta,
I see
My demons stay roaming behind closed doors
Happiness ill find but I'm still not sure
Your love it got me blind got me praying to the lord
appears to be both half open and closed.
And are drawn moth to the bulb,
Head down, as if reeled round a gear by the guts,
Inching toward your
found the strength within myself to close the door
And I closed the door for you to ever come inside again
I've tried so hard to keep me sheltered from
Whispers shared behind closed doors
Digits scrawled by a friend of a friend
Furtively slipped under her door
Now Charlotte isn't with us anymore
We had
got a love that be real?
Until, we got a reign that could outlast pain
Days passed me by, left my life somewhere behind
Games I was trying left me old
I drowned a thousand times
Closed a thousand doors running from my crimes
And in my dreams I see the light, for me it calls
But every time I'm high,
hotel rooms so grand
And no one here knows what goes behind closed doors
Take a step back to the middle of the track
Don't you know it's rumoured all
on the cement floor
And closed the door behind me
I came back into the house through the Dungeon
From another door into the kitchen
And said, "This is not how
this town
He says the traps have been sprung long before he was born
He says "hope bites the dust behind all the closed doors"
And pus and grime ooze
on the Pope to be inspired
For some new contraceptive attire
Saying "It's cool now"
It's a ghost behind a one-way mirror
Listening tip-toed at the door to hear
on the public floor
But an instant prostitute behind closed doors
On the streets she's a late night feature
Walkin home from school, I saw her suckin' a niggas
Now I was down upon my luck
And the jobs were hard to find
I was sort of short on cash
And my bills were way behind
So I went to see my life
right back for more
Go ahead and hold the door
Lock that shit behind ya tho
I won't change for notin baby
This is who i am go hate me
I'm kinda picky wit
I take my swing I’ll cal my shot like Ruth oh baby
And I was never really messing with that aggro shit
I never got how you get mad so quick
I hear
around, I get Paro
That’s Tom blowin da loud behind Channels
Get Lucas pissed he’s telling u fuck this
Throwing down boxes, kicking da door panels
Hard
time
Thought I might go on by when your memory came flooding in and you closed that door
Wish I was a freight train baby
Wish I was a diesel locomotive
have a life to die for
In front of you, behind that next door
No effort and no fight
This one you’ve won
Goes on, and on, and on
If you could have a life
the late nights and in the nights to come
Been doing some bad things behind closed doors
Only one knows only one knows only one knows
Only one knows only one
discussing for some time now behind closed doors. The one thing that is certain is that with the deadline looming, the pressure is now mounting from all sides
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