Let It In
There's a banging on my door, and it won't go away
People ask me what it is, but it's hard to say
Every minute, every hour of every single day
I can feel it breaking through, I cannot live this way
Somebody help me
Don't let it in
I hear it calling, pulling at my skin
Somebody help me
I can't run away
Whatevers breaking down that door I'll find out today
Images of sweet desire are floating in my view
Like my dreams of love it seems they're too good to be true
Shining through the keyhole, deep into my mind
Just before I lose it all I'm giving up this fight
Somebody help me
Don't let it in
I hear it calling, pulling at my skin
Somebody help me
I can't run away
Whatevers breaking down that door I'll find out today
Blue skies are calling for a warm and sunny day
Clouds in my head just keep on bringing down the rain
Ticking like a time bomb there's nothing left to say
I can't help but think that this may be
My last day
Don't let it in
I hear it calling, pulling at my skin
Somebody help me
I can't run away
Whatevers breaking down that door
Somebody help me
Don't let it in
I hear it calling, pulling at my skin
Somebody help me
I can't run away
Whatevers breaking down that door I'll find out today
People ask me what it is, but it's hard to say
Every minute, every hour of every single day
I can feel it breaking through, I cannot live this way
Somebody help me
Don't let it in
I hear it calling, pulling at my skin
Somebody help me
I can't run away
Whatevers breaking down that door I'll find out today
Images of sweet desire are floating in my view
Like my dreams of love it seems they're too good to be true
Shining through the keyhole, deep into my mind
Just before I lose it all I'm giving up this fight
Somebody help me
Don't let it in
I hear it calling, pulling at my skin
Somebody help me
I can't run away
Whatevers breaking down that door I'll find out today
Blue skies are calling for a warm and sunny day
Clouds in my head just keep on bringing down the rain
Ticking like a time bomb there's nothing left to say
I can't help but think that this may be
My last day
Don't let it in
I hear it calling, pulling at my skin
Somebody help me
I can't run away
Whatevers breaking down that door
Somebody help me
Don't let it in
I hear it calling, pulling at my skin
Somebody help me
I can't run away
Whatevers breaking down that door I'll find out today
Credits
Writer(s): Daniel Van Dyk
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