Grey Door
I'm alone in a cardboard box
Nothing could be clearer
To have a mood like a fish is not the greatest gift you see
I'm twisting my knee, I feel that I can't move
I see something scary
My dead friend Mary
I wanna see but I don't dare
'Cause the grey door is hiding all secrets in my head
Don't you feel the grey door's power to control your shoes?
I can't take a deep breath
I'm falling in a cave
Nowhere you can hide, skinny boy
Try another wishing well
And catch another penny with your feet
Do you feel the scent of meat?
I wanna see but I don't dare
'Causе the grey door is hiding all secrеts in my head
Don't you feel the grey door's power to control your shoes?
Don't you feel the grey door's power to control your shoes?
I'm busted taking pills from my bed
Don't you find the key, skinny boy?
Search longer, but don't stay here
Everything gets scarier if you do
Run for air, run for freedom
Never go lost in your mind-catcher
Feeling stupid, no
Call home, yes
You tried to hide from the pain
But you were already dead
It's not easy, pretend to be alive
When a grey door is blocking your way
I wanna see but I don't dare
'Cause the grey door is hiding all secrets in my head
Don't you feel the grey door's power to control your shoes?
(Don't you feel the grey door's power to control your shoes?)
Don't you feel the grey door's power to control your shoes?
Don't you feel the grey door's power to control you?
Nothing could be clearer
To have a mood like a fish is not the greatest gift you see
I'm twisting my knee, I feel that I can't move
I see something scary
My dead friend Mary
I wanna see but I don't dare
'Cause the grey door is hiding all secrets in my head
Don't you feel the grey door's power to control your shoes?
I can't take a deep breath
I'm falling in a cave
Nowhere you can hide, skinny boy
Try another wishing well
And catch another penny with your feet
Do you feel the scent of meat?
I wanna see but I don't dare
'Causе the grey door is hiding all secrеts in my head
Don't you feel the grey door's power to control your shoes?
Don't you feel the grey door's power to control your shoes?
I'm busted taking pills from my bed
Don't you find the key, skinny boy?
Search longer, but don't stay here
Everything gets scarier if you do
Run for air, run for freedom
Never go lost in your mind-catcher
Feeling stupid, no
Call home, yes
You tried to hide from the pain
But you were already dead
It's not easy, pretend to be alive
When a grey door is blocking your way
I wanna see but I don't dare
'Cause the grey door is hiding all secrets in my head
Don't you feel the grey door's power to control your shoes?
(Don't you feel the grey door's power to control your shoes?)
Don't you feel the grey door's power to control your shoes?
Don't you feel the grey door's power to control you?
Credits
Writer(s): Carolina Anna Olsson
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