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you
Do me like that
Act like
Karma
Won't come
Right back
Smile in my face
But behind closed doors
They talking acting all fake
Should've known that I

days are just memories that seem to grow more distant
Gravitating towards anything to numb the days away
Behind closed doors are where my demons take

a slightly younger man
Wrapping behind closed doors

Constant struggle to desire more
Embracing social support
We can get the paper greater than ever
Although

tearin' up my core
Yea my heart tore
Shoulda known u was a whore
Shoulda seen ts before
Shoulda closed the fucking door 
(x2)

I don't give a fuck this

too many graves
Too many lost, we're all to blame
We just stood by, ignored the signs
We closed our eyes, and let them die
It's not too late to break

slip, girl I was stoned, I know
But my diligence overdue since you done closed my door
I slowed my load, but gave you the gist of it when the seasons

room, I'll be your Ken, not your man
You can play with me, baby girl, you can flex
That's okay with me
Gone talk your shit behind closed doors
Just watch

like ain't see shit
Shorty picked it up and closed it And then handed dread the package
Not for that small shit
I thought in my head
I'll scope'em out

Dodging headlights, never thought to look away
Toward the white lines on the side
The door closed in the hallway, table meant to share
Faces that no

Dark is the bar where Jenny talks
And she dances for passers by
And as I sit to watch, she ties her top
Finds the exit to stage right
Now she's

when the clouds get dark
When the rain starts to pour tell me where you mind roams
Behind closed doors when the demons come out
When the dark unfolds

Bloody Symbols


In halls adorned with gold, their power's discreet,
Bloody symbols of the elites, a world that they deceit.

Behind closed doors

side of walls
And behind closed doors, is where they mention me
Don't get defended by when I speak, I got good intention
When they pass me the ball, get

Your rules seem to change every day

We don't play by your rules
We ain't no fools

We know what goes on behind all your closed doors
Double standards,

loving and hating
But behind those closed doors they thought we weren't worth saving
You might call it a ghost town (ghost town)
This was my home
It's not

A happy life with all she ever wanted and wished for
Still sometimes she's wondering what she missed behind closed doors
But fear has got it's hold

The things I don't like to talk about I keep behind closed doors
Like how I'm smoking cigarettes and drinking so much more
Keep a bottle by the bed

Your faith is blind what don't you see
My past is in the garbage bin
No more mistakes the margin's thin
Behind closed doors I hear 'em talking
Fuck

the van beside
The house that they lived in
She closed the door
Behind her
And locked it from within

He wouldn't let me be she said
As the knife slid threw

don need a purse

Made a couple of decisions i wasn't supposed to take
Heat upon this lyrics never take a break
Every door i open
Gettin closed like its

plot behind closed doors
Tryna take away my dreams, they want me on all fours,
Treated like a dog, RIP DMX, they throw us bones
But yo I bite and my grip

just reacting man I wasn't even thinking
Let a bomb off and now the ship is sinking
But I'm sick of ignoring shit behind closed doors
Then I blow one

I'm dancing to my own beat, in my own time
I'm writing my own story, in my own rhyme
You're just a chapter that I've closed behind
I'm moving forward, you're out of my mind

“I’m here” but you don’t sound the same
Whispers from behind a half-closed door and
Strangers walking in the corridors
Like ghosts

Do you remember when