The Door
I'm the opposite of anything
You'd wanna believe in
Cuz I don't even believe in myself
If a door is closed it stays that way
And if it's open I might shut it
Cuz the sound leaks in and I get overwhelmed
Every time I wake up I get disappointed
By some shit I didn't do the day before
And that's another problem that I have to deal with
And I hate it and can't take it anymore
And I'm a kid on the sideline
Picking at grass
Cuz the other teams bigger and they're kicking my ass
And so the coach he pulls me out, sits me down, and has a laugh
And he says kid you shoulda stuck with band
And I'm a boat upon the ocean, and the waves are getting big
And all my knots are falling loose and and the hull is giving in
And there's a monster in the water and and it's giving me a grin
And saying man, you shoulda stayed on the land
Well I didn't get to pick this life
But thank god that I didn't
Cuz if I did I'd be some asshole
With a view
Overlooking a big city
With nobody else with me
Just some money and a bottle of booze
So at least I have my people I can can drink with
And they like me most the time, I like to think
And we drink and cheers and toast
To each other and to ghosts
Of the people who aren't with us anymore
And there's a hole in the ground at the end of it all
And sometimes I can swear I hear it breathing
But other times I think that there's a place for you and me
Problem is it's waiting just behind a door
Problem is it's waiting just behind a door
You'd wanna believe in
Cuz I don't even believe in myself
If a door is closed it stays that way
And if it's open I might shut it
Cuz the sound leaks in and I get overwhelmed
Every time I wake up I get disappointed
By some shit I didn't do the day before
And that's another problem that I have to deal with
And I hate it and can't take it anymore
And I'm a kid on the sideline
Picking at grass
Cuz the other teams bigger and they're kicking my ass
And so the coach he pulls me out, sits me down, and has a laugh
And he says kid you shoulda stuck with band
And I'm a boat upon the ocean, and the waves are getting big
And all my knots are falling loose and and the hull is giving in
And there's a monster in the water and and it's giving me a grin
And saying man, you shoulda stayed on the land
Well I didn't get to pick this life
But thank god that I didn't
Cuz if I did I'd be some asshole
With a view
Overlooking a big city
With nobody else with me
Just some money and a bottle of booze
So at least I have my people I can can drink with
And they like me most the time, I like to think
And we drink and cheers and toast
To each other and to ghosts
Of the people who aren't with us anymore
And there's a hole in the ground at the end of it all
And sometimes I can swear I hear it breathing
But other times I think that there's a place for you and me
Problem is it's waiting just behind a door
Problem is it's waiting just behind a door
Credits
Writer(s): Noah F Floersch
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